My heart is full

Of my best friend, the handsome, adorable, caring, sexy, and loving guy

Mr. Gorgeous, my man, my husband and my partner

My heart is full

Of the skinny, tadpole-like boy with the dark hazel eyes

Who stole my heart with his first whimpering cry and grasping starfish hands

My heart is full

Of the teeny, tiny one who was in a hurry to begin his own symphony

Who has shown that a rough launch doesn’t always mean a rough landing

My heart is full

Of the laughter of the youngest who still slaps his knees when he laughs

And whose grin hides behind the bushy red beard before another epic prank unfolds

My heart is full

Of the daughter we never knew who left us before we held her

But whose promise, left unfilled, has created a hole in our family story

My heart is full

Of the daughter we DO know, the chosen one of our son

The hard working beauty who brings class and style to our red neck family

My heart is full

Of a family – immediate and extended – devoted to each other in good times and bad

Who support and share, love and care, and create a safe harbor in which to heal

My heart is full

Of classrooms filled with children – laughing, accepting, and learning

Challenging a tired teacher and making me work harder than I ever dreamed possible

My heart is full

Of the wonders around me: burnished copper sunsets, soaring snowcapped peaks

Precious friends, meandering rivers, raging oceans, lavender deserts, and mirror-like lakes

My heart is full

Of rattling windows, cups of coffee, stormy nights, family dinners, meadowlark calls

Laughter, story telling, cuddly puppies, working, sleeping, sharing and praying together

Truly,

My heart is full