It's funny what time does...
10 years ago, I never knew I could melt at the site of the curls on the napes of their necks. I never knew them. I never knew their scents or their laughs or that I could create two little beings who love each other more than I even knew I could love THEM. It's funny, that old man, that Father Time.
We tend to take for granted the little things, the things we don't even know we would miss.
10 years ago, I held the secrets of the way their lips curl when they smile at me deep in the recesses of my body. I held their future whispers, their happiness and pain. All of these things I couldn't even fathom that my body in time would give to me.
I started this blog in the hopes that I'd be some great Blogger who was followed by thousands. I started it hoping to give this adult a voice in a world of Dora, Diego, juice, snacks and naps... did I mention tantrums and time outs? I didn't, oh... those too.
This blog won't be missed by the millions of rss feeds my address is missing from. But I know it exists and that is all that matters in the grand scheme of things.