Waking up to reality

I woke up way before my little man today. So, I stayed in bed, letting my mind wander about all that is occupying my brain. And there is alot. My heart easily became overwhelmed while thinking of the different trials people I love are going through. My mind started reeling, "Why?" "How?" "What?" yadda yadda yadda, which only made my heavy heart swell. I was just about to let the waterworks wash over me when I heard the happiest toddler-song coming from the room down the hall.

My baby was awake.

I picked up my body, and left my heavy heart in my bedroom. His happy songs erased all the hurt, frustration, disappointment, confusion... When I opened the door to his room, and saw my boy jumping up and down in his crib, shaking his booty to his own made up tune of randomness, it gave me a burst of joy. Then, he turned around and saw me in his door way and the shrill of excitement reminded me that I am his mother. I whisked him out of his crib, hugging and squeezing the day light out of him, while he continued to laugh.

I knew... Life goes on. Everything will be ok.