Well, It is a new week and we have the summer fully in gear.

I have no babies now. I walked past the most adorable mother child couple at church and it was breathtaking and a little melancholic. For years we have seen this young couple floating through church. Up and down the corridors, inseparable. Their feet never touched the ground, so I couldn't reach them to make their acquaintance. Nobody wanted to, because they were glowing with love, the young couple. I love seeing love bloom, at church. They taught sunday school together and they did everything arm in arm or just steps away from eachother. Recently they dissappeared and it wasn't so obvious, because we go to a very large and very busy church where there are alot of other spectacles to admire other than the growing of new families.
Yesterday, I met them and I fell in love. Mommy and baby were standing 5 steps away from the proud papa, who now doesn't know what to do with his hands or feet. They are all on the ground now. The love baby's name is Eugene. I tried intently to get him to look away from momma, for just a second. Just a second look at me. It has been so long that I have not been the intense admiration of and infant's longing. I miss it, just look away for a second. No! He was mezmerized. He was intensely forming his lips to tell her how much he loved her in ooohs and ahhhs! I had so much to tell that momma. I couldn't say. I wanted to sit down with her and tell her not to miss one little ahhh. Because you blink and they are grown and sassy and love in another form. Your best game is played in the initial onset of the game of motherhood. All you see and all you do is care. That is like the short balls on the court and then you start your back court game and they get further and further from your gaze. Love is still intense, but you can never catch those ooooohs and aaaahhhs again. So don't look away too long. Try to balance your responsibilities without missing what you can never get back.