No matter how hard or how great my day is, I always finish
it by checking in on my children. With
the new house and all the changes, they all fall asleep with lamps lit and
doors open. When I’m heading to
bed, I go into each room, turn off the lamps, kiss the children, whisper, “I
love everything about you” again into each child’s ear, then close the
doors. Often I just stand and gaze
at the miracle and beauty that is my children. It still awes me.
They all still sleep the deep sleep of babies, and so I am able to
stroke a cheek, caress a hand, tuck a wisp of hair behind an ear.
Here in India the children sleep under mosquito nets. Somehow it makes them seem both more
vulnerable and more protected. In
both ways it is beautiful.
Beautiful!
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