Thursday, February 16, 2012

Deep Breath

The boy is napping.

I am so madly in love with him, it's mindboggling.  We are (finally?) settling into some semblance of routine and I feel like I'm breathing again, for the first time in so very very very long.

And yet I miss his brother with every breath. Sharply, softly, and everything in between.  It sneaks up on me, and then again his absence has become such a part of my very existence I don't know how it could possibly still surprise me.


Anonymous said...

So glad to hear you are finding some moments of rest mamma.. I understand the longing as well.. sending love.

Hope's Mama said...

This. Yes. Even though I'm a lot further down the road than you are.

Renel said...

All the good things to be joyful about and yet there will always be missing Otis. We do the best with what we've got. Sometimes it's enough because we have no other choice. I'm so glad you can breathe a little better. Sending love