these hands hold my heart

these hands....

...they hold my heart.

As I hold her, she holds me.

I have found a different kind of love in being a mother.

It's unexplainable and sometimes unbelievable,

the fullness with which my heart beats for her.

I am honored God chose ME to be HER mommy.

I am thankful for the opportunity to teach her HIS love.

He has given her a mothering heart already.

She teaches ME.

Daily I thank my God for blessing me with

His daughter to be my own.

I know Him better now,

because I have a glimpse at the love He feels for me.

The last 16 months have changed me, molded me, challenged me,

and fulfilled me.

SHE has so much to offer and blesses me constantly.

Smiles come easier, and so do tears.

She has made me more vulnerable to a heart-felt life.

She makes me walk around with my heart outside of my body.

These hands,

these precious, loving, tiny hands...

Im so glad they hold my heart.

Abigail Joy,

thanks for giving me this day.

Happy Mother's Day to all you amazing mothers...

may your hearts be FULL every day!

have a lovely monday over here:

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