Saturday, August 15, 2009
I'm seated at my computer overlooking the ocean, everyone is out so the house is super quite, all you can hear is the wind and sea.
All I can think about is my child to be and I just keep praying so hard that this little one has a life as good as I do.
I pray that she sees the beauty in the small stuff and learns from day one to love people for who they are and not who they could be. I wish with all my heart that this child adores the water, long days with friends and family, running barefoot in the sand and grass, dancing, singing at the top of her lungs, finds a thunderstorm intoxicating, understands the peace in listening to your own heartbeat, feels comfort in alone time, basks in the glow of hard core laughter, loves working hard and rewards herself from a job well done, patiently listens to others and never interrupts or tries to outdo, gives a stranger, a friend, a family member extra attention when they are down, wants to have Sunday dinners with me, is never greedy, is selfless without forgetting the importance of giving to herself, has respect and compassion and deep empathy, finds beauty in everything, respects the world and feelings of others, makes wishes as a shooting star goes by and believes it will come true, lives for true joy, never becomes jaded, doesn't stress over weight or body issues, leaves an imprint on everyone she meets, feels confidence when speaking and listening and doing something new, appreciates my friends and family for all I see them all to be and wants to spend time with them even through the tough adolescent years, discovers a world of cultures, finds excitement in the mundane, brings her own sunshine wherever in the world she may go.
And I pray this child enters this world with a smile and it rarely leaves her face.
And I pray she loves me as much as I love her already at this very moment.
And yes, today I think it's a girl...although tomorrow I may think differently.