Those eyes locked into yours, that mild smile showcasing the whole saga of unconditional love, that pull of hair showing the assurance that you belonged to him. Magical. Transcendent.
I received mine today.
Yes, his first kiss and my first too. Quickly as that happened, I drew the picture of it in my mind, of that time, that lighting, the sound of the ceiling fan in the background and that cute little face smiling at me and those starfish fingers in my hair. Then, humanely I get saddened by the thought that this is going to end in a few years when he grows up. Uff... I dread that time. I pull myself back to the moment and this angelic feeling and wonder; if ever Motherhood happened before love, "lover's first kiss" will be a non-existent term.
I received mine today.
Yes, his first kiss and my first too. Quickly as that happened, I drew the picture of it in my mind, of that time, that lighting, the sound of the ceiling fan in the background and that cute little face smiling at me and those starfish fingers in my hair. Then, humanely I get saddened by the thought that this is going to end in a few years when he grows up. Uff... I dread that time. I pull myself back to the moment and this angelic feeling and wonder; if ever Motherhood happened before love, "lover's first kiss" will be a non-existent term.
