Love releases

A poem for the joy + ache of watching kids grow up

Here’s a poem for the joys and ache of kid birthdays. Watching kids age is bizarre.

It’s so fast.
It’s so slow.

Poetry is one way we grasp at time, forcing our hearts to pay attention to this moment, because we know how fleeting it all is.

Sending love to you, my dear readers, as we show up and pay attention to the holy and difficult moments in front of us today.

if tears could stop time
these droplets of grief
would keep you nine forever

minecraft and snuggles
backward shirts and grins
dirty fingernails and real questions

this mama heart
aches for all of you
i’ve held in my arms
your imprint within reach
but not for much longer i fear

so this birthday
i remember again

that you’ve always been a gift
meant to be passed on

a gift that changes me
a gift that molds me into love
a gift to be enjoyed

love aches
love holds
love releases
love trusts

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