Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Today I had a moment of sweet wholeness. I have no other word for it. For a moment, my heart was free of cracks. Peter's mom came over and we were all tired, so she napped with Bobby and I napped holding Maya. We were cuddled together. I woke up with one of her hands caressing my face while she, in her sleep, nibbled on her other hand's knuckles. It was so sweet. I could feel her breath against my skin, her chest softly rising and falling against me. It was pure perfection. And, for that moment, I felt whole.