The heater is humming, the baby is asleep, Jennifer is unwinding from the day. Our daughter’s awaking cries cause a race to re-settle her to peaceful slumber.
I set down my tea moving toward our bedroom. Jennifer flashes past, assuring her I can put the baby back to sleep.
Mom says: “I’ve got her, I miss her.” As she maintains constant motion.
Stopping in stride I let mom take this one. My heart feels so much delight bearing witness to the joy of a mothers desire to sooth her child. Even though the festivities of the day have surely tired her– she is eager to be close to our child.
Maybe this moment is the reason for the season, not bows, candy, cakes, food, or gifts. Maybe it’s love.