She must have some special link. From the time she was very young…. Seeing my mother in the middle of the night in her room… Wishing upon every falling star and birthday candle for a baby brother or sister… Knowing one is already growing… Drawing the particular “Earth”… Seeing Jesus up in the clouds…
Maybe it’s just me… because she’s mine… or maybe there is something else…
What I do know is that we are blessed. It’s a strong and authentic feeling, one that can be held in my palm. Tangible and Real. My husband, myself and my child are bonded, not just by blood or paper. There is an energy that connects us so tightly that nothing, and no one can break it. No power can destroy what the Universe worked so hard to keep.
I know this because I can feel it… All over Me.