Dear Zandy,
Last night we rocked and you smelled like sticky banana and white powder. You laid head on chest, jerked back, smiled. You stuck pudgy finger up my nose. We laughed. You again laid head on chest, just for a moment. Rearing back, like you always do, you stretched your neck long, eager and waiting, and my lips kissed and tickled you. We laughed. Your head again rested on me, and we rocked. You found a lion on quilt behind me and made soft roar. We laughed. I wondered if this was too much fun before bed, but I laid you down and you smiled. Content. Your cup was filled and I left your room. Eager for tomorrow.
Love,
Momma
About Me
- lisa driver
- Atlanta, Georgia, United States
- I am beloved by God. A wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, and teacher. A ragamuffin who has been redeemed and reclaimed for more than I know by a mysterious and beautiful Love that knows no limits and no end. My aim is an obedient faith, a living freedom, and a family that honors the only One worthy of total devotion- the Lord Jesus Christ.
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