It has struck me that I haven’t been writing enough lately, not writing in a literary way. I had actually forgotten to until a kind reader left me a comment on an old post. I’m grateful that they did and that Heather continues to offer us the challenge to Just Write
Balloons drift lazily across the hardwood floors, evidence of the chaos which has left the house.
The icing is hardening on the plates as I rinse and load the dishwasher.
My ears ring with the silence of the house, accustomed as they’d become with the squeals of little girls.
Dipping my hand in for the last dessert plate, I see your earlier pride as we all sang that annual song to your 6-year-old self.
Pulling the plug from the sink, I wipe the counters clean and taking one last look around I decide I’ve done enough for tonight.
In the dim light I creep down the hall, avoiding the ever-present squeaky spots and stand silently at your door.
Leaning in cautiously I see your shape under your princess comforter.
Gingerly I tiptoe to the bed and lightly pull the blanket off of your oh so darling little blonde head.
As I pull it further back I see that you’re lying on your back with your arms and legs askew, utterly relaxed with your lips pursed just as you’d done as an infant.
Surrounding you are the cards from your friends, bits of tissue paper, 2 Barbies, a talking pig and a goodie bag which mysteriously didn’t go home with a guest.
Slowly I gather your treasures, placing them into a basket beside your bed so that you won’t worry as you wake.
Smoothing the covers over you, I am once again struck by your beauty.
Your 6-year-old sleeping scent reaches my nose as I kiss your soft cheek lightly.
Creeping back to the door I turn just once more and inhale the moment, hoping to store it somewhere safe.
As I reluctantly retrace my path down the hall the feeling of being blessed graciously remains with me.
The word Love just doesn’t seem enough.
Multi-Testing Mommy says
I love watching my kiddies sleep – they are so stinkin’ cute!
Oh it’s so true, all their innocence is on display then
Katrina Brady says
That’s so sweet. Such innocence in a sleeping child
Exactly Katrina, all the temper tantrums mysteriously fly from my mind watching them
Love it :)
Awww, how sweet. I could just feel like I was in the room after a loud and crazy birthday party. And yes, it’s so good to write for Just Write, isn’t it?
Beautiful! I love how you captured those sweet moments of the end of the day.
that was beautiful, where can I buy your latest novel ;) It must be in the making right????
hahaha not yet Jennifer, first I have to remember to write more often
I am so thankful for my blog. That’s where I store my precious thoughts safe…so one day, when my children have left me to have lives of their own, I will remember these moments!
Galit Breen says
Lovely. So, so very lovely.
Angel Collins says
It’s so loving and wonderful. I feel the love that you have for your little princess. Nothing compares to the love of a mother to her child. Thanks for sharing. :)