She became my world
while changing who I was
inside of it.
My self identity seems somewhat elusive as her mom,
who has time for anything else?
Yet she brings me closer to who I always knew myself to be,
and that’s more than a mom and “just a mom” all in the same breath.
I introduced her to this world,
but every day in every little way,
she re-introduces it to me.
She’s here showing me unconditional love.
Hers for me and mine for her.
Every normal thing about her is also a miracle
and while perhaps she is an average one year old,
I would never guess it.
I wish I had the time to tell you about her birth story,
her first year story,
and everything she has learned,
and all the ways she reacted to learning to live.
But I don’t have the time,
because that much time never existed.
That in one year such a vulnerable little one
can learn and do so much,
has taught me a lot about how I want to live.
Time passes quicker than a long breath.
Dependency is not always bad because vulnerability can be power.
Love acts and does not consider it a sacrifice.
Words are not enough. So why do I try?
Happy first birthday to the one and only Meri Jocelyn.
Note: Posted one day early as we will be celebrating our travel buddy’s birthday while flying over the ocean.