Any day now we’ll be getting a new addition to the growing roster of people I love so much that it feels my heart could burst. Exciting.
I’m already in love with little Silas; his actual presence will just add to the joy.
When my son Ben was born right after I turned 23, I thought I could never love another person that much. Then Liz debuted 15 months later, and I loved her every bit as much. I’d gladly die for either of them.
Most parents think they can never love anyone as much as they love their children – with the kind of love that you can’t explain with words. You have to experience it to grasp the depth; it can take your breath away.
I think that’s why many adult children appreciate their own parents more after they become parents themselves.
Grandchildren, though, turn that myth upside down. We learned that with Jude.
The love just multiplies or your heart expands with each addition. I’d give my life for any of them.
But I want to stay right here and enjoy them all. And my husband and mother and sister and in-laws and cousins and wonderful friends – and dog children. I’m lucky in love these days(and music saves my mortal soul, but that’s another story).
That is all, except for pictures of the cutest grandkids ever. Carry on.