Originally posted on my Blogspot account in July 2005. – K
In a mailing list for writers, we were recently asked to write something that is based on strong emotion, maybe to describe it or maybe just to try to define it. the example given at the challenge was the description of love-making in bicentennial man:
“That you could lose yourself. Everything. All boundaries, all time. That two bodies can become so mixed up that you don’t know who’s who or what’s what. And just when the sweet confusion is so intense you think you’re gonna die, you kind of do. Leaving you alone in your separate body but the one you love is still there. That’s the miracle. you could go to heaven and come back alive. Go back anytime you want with the one you love.”
And here is my attempt at something like it. I know, I’m not a Hollywood screenplay writer. I’m not even an award-winner, but hey, who says I can’t have strong emotions?
A moment with my baby
Have you ever truly experienced the miracle of life? For more than six years now, each day is miracle of this life, this little hand that knows how to touch me just at the right place that I end up smiling without realizing it; this little voice that shouts out Celine Dion songs like there was no tomorrow; this little body, so warm, so alive and thankful to be so!
She makes me grateful for having survived this arduous journey called life, in spite of myself. She gives me hope that love could still be so innocent, trusting and pure. And no giddy moment with a man could ever surpass hearing her say, “I love you, too, Mama!” Yes, she makes it all worth it.