I am so jealous of Nora sometimes.
I wish...
I could fit in a laundry basket or someones arms
That people found the way I pronounce words ridiculously cute
That I could be thoroughly entertained by a box or a birthday card or a piece of junk mail for hours
That all I had to do was call and my mommy or daddy would be right there
That I could dress in such crazy colors and feel confident (or is it oblivious)
That I only needed 1-3 words to convey what I want
But!
I am honored to be able to watch her do these things and try to remember them all.
I sing a song to Nora most nights and I hope it is just one of the ways I can help her feel free as she grows up.
Safe, you are safe.
You are warm.
You are Loved.
You are strong as the forest
Resilient as a river
Lovely as a sunset
and sweet like mountain air.
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