Thoughts on Love.

Tonight I got to thinking, someone posted on my facebook about how she didnt know you could love someone so much, and that you could know if you were a parent.

I have loved rather freely more whole life. I would do anything for friends, my heart aches for strangers.

I empathize for others, feel their pain like it is mine at times.

When it comes to love, as a parent. Let me tell you, I think the love I feel for my son that I am holding onto isnt any different than the love I felt and grieved for with every loss. My heart loved freely with every hope, prayer, and dream. It grew exponentially as soon as the faintest of a line showed up on a pregnancy test.

My heart knew them, even if I neveer got to have a face for that love.

Now, the differences are I have a face for my love. I have a little one that will one day here on earth say I love you back. Yet the love, it feels the same.

I have already began to tell Matthew about how here on Eath he will be big brother, but once in heaven there will be a different birth order because he has many older brothers and sisters waiting to meet us. He is a little brother, just as much as one day he will be a big brother.

I hope Matthew gets the ability to love people. To feel for them, to not be afraid to lend his shoulder for someone to cry on, or cry with them. I pray that he will not be a fair-weather friend, but show true love in being rpesent even during the hard times.

Well he is getting fussy, and my mommy heart just needs to comfort him.

There is homework to do, dishes to be done, and laundry to be folded. But my son is more important than any of those things.