Friday, June 7, 2013
"Maybe crazy is just the word we use for feelings that will not be contained."
- Anna Quindlen
My heart may burst just from thinking that to them I am wife and mother.

I dreamed it for years - being just his - and after so many dreams, it came true.
Striking and strong, with the easiest laugh, still swallowing the truth that he's mine.
Never give up on your dreams, not ever - especially the dashingly good ones.

My Olivia changed my world, of course, in every small, sweet way.
The light in her eyes is visibly real, and with just one look I am filled. 
Abide near light, the truest of kinds. It just makes your self glow brighter. 

If crazy is it, then crazy I am about being his wife and her mother.


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