My Baby Bruised

[generaljanuary]

Today I went to visit Laurie, my sister, with Maman. My 18 months old godson, Zack, had been sick for a few days and Maman was worried Laurie was also catching it, so we visited to make sure she was fine and had no trouble taking care of him. My sister is a proud stay at home mom. That's the way she and I were raised and she intend to do the same for as long as her and her boyfriend can afford it, which will not be for very much longer, sadly.
Turns out both Laurie and her son were doing just fine thank you very much, to my great relief. She even offered to dye my hair, a task much overdue.

I wanted to post really badly about my day. Re-reading my paragraph, I can't really see why since there obviously wasn't much to tell.

But really, the love in my heart swells to such dimensions when I think about my sister and my godson, such a protective, overpowering kind of love. It fills me whole, it clogs my throat, it spills over the brim. There is not enough of me to contain this tenderness, this prayer begging for their happiness to be everlasting.

So really, my day was filled.


"Pomme! Pomme!" goes Zack while I try to take his picture. <3

Comments

[mightymaeve.livejournal.com]

Aww! I get a protective sort of feeling and proud feeling with my sister too!
What a sweet, endearing entry. Thansks for sharing!

[abitofadork7.livejournal.com]

Aw, he's so cute! XD

[fanny-moon.livejournal.com]

My pleasure, really. And I'm always interested when people talk about their siblings because none of my friends ever were close to theirs whereas mine has always meant the world to me. :)

[fanny-moon.livejournal.com]

Isnt's he? *bursts with pride* :)