Tiny heart beats flickering fast like galloping horses.
Trust me when I say that I've loved them fiercely since the moment I felt the first twinges of pregnancy resound inside my body.
And probably even before there was ever one moment of exhaustion or tenderness felt, I loved them.
The heart knew them first, before the body even could.
It's the same for you.
Though my arms have no memory of you
and my mind doesn't know the color of your eyes or hair (like I've memorized your brothers' faces and can see with even my eyes shut)
my mothers heart remembers you.
It remembers you this week, the due date forecasted for your arrival
And it will remember you tomorrow as we celebrate motherhood and the gift of children.
And that -- remembering that you were and still are
will be enough water enough to quench my thirst for you until the day
my eyes can memorize the softness of your cheeks
and my arms can know the curves of your body while pressed against my own
both of us restored.
So honest and tender!
ReplyDeleteHappy Mother's Day, friend!
xoxoxo
Jen
Every February, I remember the baby that wasn't. HUGS.
ReplyDeleteThis was so beautifully open, Hy. Hugs this weekend, and always--
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful...Happy Mother's Day, Hy! {Hugs}
ReplyDeleteSuch hope, that someday you will be able to hold your baby again.
ReplyDeleteI feel privileged that you shared this with all of us, Hy -- so beautiful. What a glorious day that will be, my friend.
ReplyDeleteI have no words, so instead, I share {hugs}.
ReplyDeleteDear Hyacynth,
ReplyDeleteThese words are so precious.
Much love to you, friend.
((hugs)) friend. This is beautiful. Praying for your mother heart and thanking God that one day you WILL be reunited. Love you!
ReplyDelete"my mothers heart remembers you"
ReplyDeleteThis is it....the sum total. A mother's heart is like none other in how it remembers and loves its child, and how it breaks for that child.
I pray for peace for you and your tender mother heart.
Love you, Hy! I know how hard Mother's day can be.
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