A Priceless Gift

"Each experience is locked within my heart and only I hold the key"...The Rambling Poet My young husband has reluctantly left for his work, leaving the two of us for the day. Amazingly I have no fear that I’m not up to the responsibility. Just yesterday we brought him home, our new son, our first child. This night at home had gone well. When he awakened hungry, I had taken him into the warm bed with us to nurse and then had tucked him back into the cradle close by. It is early March and the house is cool. His daddy had brought him to me this morning when our son had announced his hunger again. Now we are alone for the first time. Our bed is warm and inviting. This small creature is completely helpless and dependent on me. My heart swells with love as I feel the warm milk flowing. I caress his downy head and know without thinking about it that I would die for this small being. It’s as though my own life is just beginning. The awe and wonder of it is beginning to seep in. My baby, my perfect son, the love of my life. I will remember this moment forever as the exact time when my life changed and I realized the true extent of the marvelous gift bestowed upon me by a loving God. By: Joyce Johnson 8/22/11 For contest "A Fragment of Life" Received a 2nd place