Sunday, October 21, 2012

Fractured moonlight on the sea

Hi Dolls,

Was cleaning out my closet this weekend and I found titbits from my past that just took me a rollercoaster of emotions that I needed to blog about.Here's two of them;

1. My Baby's album:

This took me back. From my pregnancy to now 15 months later. It's been quite an experience,I cannot even begin to describe it. From the tears when I had just found I was pregnant, telling my friends then my parents, then my boss. To feeling baby's first kick. In the scan where I swore she waved at me. When I first held her. Holding her the entire night when she couldn't sleep because she had colic. Her first immunisation shot. Her first illness. Her first smile...ooohhh so many first. We've come a long long way. We can now confidently say three words: mom,sherry,bye. We are HAPPY!


2. A poem I had written for the boy:

I am not a composer unless am telling a story. But borrowing words is an art I have come to acquire. I sent this poem to the boy (I don't know when).It is written by Elizath Barrett Browning. I am awed by the emotion and devotion that had completely devoured me. Will I ever love this deeply again?

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.


I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

I love thee to the level of every day's

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.

I love thee freely, as men strive for right.

I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.


XOXO
Have a love filled week.