Summer Baby, Summer Girl

What is this thing…to be connected blood and bone and soul to another? Her little hands that used to open and close inside of me and now I am supposed to shoot her off from me like an arrow into the world? My heart broke, my heart soared when I held her, a newborn in my arms, rooting for milk, for comfort from my breast and I realized that she truly was no longer inside my womb and she truly was of this world now, not just mine. The tears fell like rain in a heavy summer storm. My summer baby. And now, this fun thing, this wonderful transistion to pre school…something we are both ready for yet here I sit, the heavy summer rain on my cheeks again and my heart so full of love and a strange natural ache. Summer sun, pull me close.

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