“Of all the stories we have ever created,
there’s one that outshines them all:
we created a life.”
No matter how many times I try to give my emotions justice through words, I always feel as though they aren’t enough. They don’t delve as deep as my heart resides. And it is there, in that endless abyss of love that those words fail to breach beyond the surface. I cannot tell you how much you mean to me. I cannot tell you how much I love you for more than just your vows. You see, since the beginning, you were my rock. You gave me the courage to allow myself to love you. And of all the memories we share — of all the stories you and I have ever created, there’s one that outshines them all: we created a life. Our child.
If I have failed to express my love for you, how could I ever hope to come close to describing what it means to be a mother. How it felt to have our child grow within me. The relief and sudden fear that, ready or not, we were going to be parents. And ultimately, what it means to have created life with you. Something that never ceases to amaze me.
How could words ever do it justice?
© Sarah Doughty
My son will be nine
in a matter of days.
How fast time flies
when you watch your child grow.