Violet told me she loved me for the very first uncoached time today. I was carrying her into the mall, we were meeting Carole and the girls at Chevy's for lunch, and when I picked her up she started kissing me softly on the lips, rubbing her nose against mine. "I love you, Mama! I love you! I love you!" Right there in my parking lot of JC Penney's my heart shot out of my chest and into the sky.
When I was pregnant and heaving myself meatily from one point to another on the 38 Geary bus, I saw a mother with her daughter on her lap. She was about 2. They were making faces at each other, ridiculous faces imitating each other, and then they'd laugh uproariously. Like no one else in the world was on that bus. Oh, how I envied that mother! How I wanted what she had! And now I have it. What a blessing on my head, what great good luck raining down on me.
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A long time ago I saw a similar scene. It was a mom and a boy, with cute cute similarly shaped faces making eyes at each other. This was in the DC metro (subway) during rush hour. It was like they had their own force field around them of love and devotion. It was just a huge contrast with the vibe of reading newspapers and scurrying to find a seat in rush hour. Very intriguing, I thought, this relationship between mom and babe.
That is truly beautiful. Never fails to shock me what a huge high this love is. it's a crazy thing!
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