This boy is back in my arms.
This boy who is nothing more than the perfect distillation of the miracle of every drop of light and love from the path which has led to here and poof! I am back in my body in this life, this light, this love this beautiful day with such swiftness I can practically hear the bump as my soul lands.
He is the incredible reminder of all that I have, whether gifted or created, whether earned, or blessed with.
He is the now of my good life.
yay Owen!
ReplyDeleteThat is some prayer Ms.Moon. AMEN!!
ReplyDelete"he is the now of my good life."
ReplyDeleteamazing. truly amazing.
I SOSOOOOSOSOOOOO believe you...
ReplyDeleteSometimes I come here and I get mad at you. Jealous mad. I wish my mom gave my kids the love and attention you give Owen. The love and attention I received ten times over as a child.
ReplyDeleteI wish she could just see past all her own shit and see my beautiful kids and how much they would benefit from just little bits of her attention. Just tiny bits would make their days.
Ugh. Now I'm bawling.
I think everybody in this beautiful equation is lucky and so, so loved.
ReplyDeleteHooray and Yippee and Amen! What a smile. All is right with the world.
ReplyDeleteNow how did I know that was going to happen!
ReplyDeleteHmm. Though, as you have reminded us yourself, we were all that sweet adorable life filled, love filled baby once. Don't put TOO much pressure on the Owen boy - sqeeze your adorable little Mary girl too, she's full of light and love as well :)
ReplyDeleteSo glad that your storm has abated (but glad you shared those feelings with us) and that you have the O-Boy there in your arms. Love the G'ma and Baby matching overalls =o)... x0 N2
ReplyDeleteYes, he is! Super duper cutie pie!
ReplyDeleteBethany- And that is what I say, too.
ReplyDeleteRoserain- It's a pretty one, that Owen prayer.
Notjustafemme- It's the truth.
Photocat- Again- it's the truth.
Erin- As I have become a grandmother, it's odd and enlightening and curious to observe other grandmothers. I'm sorry about your mother. She is missing out on so much.
Nancy C- And there are so many in the equation.
Mel- Yes.
Lois- Because you are a grandmother!
Jo- As I said, Owen is the distillation of it all. He represents, I suppose, all of the love I have for and that I get from
his aunties, his uncle, his mommy, his daddy, his grandddaddy. He reminds me. He is the sum total of all of it. My children are...well, how could I love Owen so much if I did not love them so much?
N2- We both enjoy the comfort and freedom of the overalls.
Angie- I think so.
And what a NOW he is!
ReplyDeleteGot my deadline finished. HOORAY!
Have a great weekend. Squeeze Owen for me.
Love you, MM.
Awesome, awesome, and more awesome. Hope you and Mr. Owen have a wonderful day and superb weekend. A good picture of you and the cutie-patootie.
ReplyDeleteHis little cheeks are so cute!!!! Who couldn't resist a sweet kiss...or two....!
ReplyDeleteDear, dear Mary.
ReplyDeleteIt is so wonderful to see you together, dressed beautifully in comfy overalls, sharing a kiss and a laugh.
Love you, dear.
A good enough reason to live and breathe, if ever you needed one.
ReplyDeleteI so love your blog. Visiting feels like being embraced by a loving earth mother. It's restorative to me. Thought you should know that.
ReplyDeletexo
Ms. Bastard- Kisses and squeezes duly given. Squeals resulted.
ReplyDeleteMr. Shife- I love the fact that you are a reader of mine. Here's a big Bless Your Hearts! and not entirely but sort of because you are a stay-at-home-papa.
Ellen- As I have said before- it is a wonder he has cheeks left at all.
Angie C- I love you too. I thought about you so many times today as I watched the birds at the feeder.
Rachel- There. You scored the money shot. That is it.
Rianna- Honey Chile- come on over. I am so glad to meet you. We have such fun here and we love new and pretty faces.
"I can pracically hear the bump as my soul lands"
ReplyDeleteDammit Ms. Moon how I do love thee. I can count so many ways
The feeling of complete rejuvenation, a true miracle and testament to the greatest creation of all.
ReplyDeleteMichelle- It's so amazing to me that I can throw these things out that have SUCH meaning to me and then people get them and understand and you have no idea what it means to have you let me know that you do understand. Thank-you.
ReplyDeleteSandra- Yes. Oh, very much yes.
Owen is way cute. Enjoy these days and store them away for keeps.
ReplyDelete"He is the now of my good life."
ReplyDeleteVery, truly sweet!
My youngest is four years old and he has three older brothers. I try every day to remind myself and my wife of the same thing; they are the now of our good life. We have no grandchildren on the horizon so we try to make the best of "the now." It is hard and I'm sure you have had your fair share. nice to read your blog as I am a displaced Tallahassean, who met his wondeful wife and life in Tallahassee and then went out to meet the big world with little chance to ever return for good. Nice to see your pictures and talkings about the local area. Take care!
PS: to Erin, My wife has the same problem with her parents not giving enough attention (or even a little). I try to convince herself and myself that I should never do this to my own kids and we need to make a pact together to make sure we are the opposites to them when we have grandkids.