Love

The other day I saw something that one day I want. I saw a very very old man help his very very old wife up the steep stairs into the cafe. They were so old they looked like a wizard and his witch. They had a lovely look at all the art and chatted about the things they saw. Then they stood in front of me and said next time they would come for a coffee. As the lady talked, the man very gently moved her hair from going over her eye and forehead. He helped her back out of the cafe. They left smiling. She told me she has a sore hip and it hurts to move. She told me this not as a moan but as a fact, smiling her love at her man. This was truly wonderful. 

I am missing out and hope to have that one day. 

11 years ago today, my heart was shocked at some burning buildings and planes crashing. My baby slept inside me, safe. warm. I turned the television off to shut the images from my little girl's mind. She says she can't remember it anyway. The dust coated the running people. I sat helpless, hugely pregnant on a foreign couch in a distant land from my home. Where I was trying to blend, where I was struggling with a language that was not my own. I was frightened. I was too pregnant to fly.

This morning, that baby said the world will have many crying people today, she meant a lot of people will stop for a moment to reflect once they see the date. Right now my love for her surpasses everything. She entered a changing world and made my world better. I love all three of them like breathing, every single part of their beings. It's impossible to describe except to say I want them safe. I want them safe. I want them safe. This love is the biggest most important thing I give them.

Todays revelation: Friendships matter more than wardrobe crisis' and more than tidy sinks. I will continue to give.