I came across the following poem and it immediately took me back to the weekend we thought Shiloh was on his way home.
I’m so happy you dropped by, your mere presence is the answer to any question beginning with why. Your eyes opening is similar to the sun kissing the sky,
and who doesn’t enjoy the quietness of the day breaking away from the night. Yes, there is fright, but living with hope is so much easier than constantly engaging in mental fights.
I can’t wait until you see the miracles residing outside, in time we will bid this place a gracious goodbye. Until that time, we will continue to laugh and delight in the little things that last. A minute, an hour, a feeding, a bath; changing a diaper and tending to a rash. Although we are together, there are times we seem worlds apart. You in your small space and me on the side, but through everything I stand with more and more pride.
It’s so easy to understand why we love like this, the unmistakable feeling is because you exist. Comfort comes from enduring pain, because even the most beautiful sky will some day encounter rain. But every dark sky will give way to a ray of sunshine and the new day will romance our dreams again.
I say that it is the morning, but the reality is that each moment with you is my morning. The morning is so pure and filled with possibilities. The freshness of opportunity brings us one step closer to laying you in your crib. There is nothing more beautiful than watching the love of your life awaken n your arms, his soul has been meditating, coming into his own. It’s truly a beautiful world today.