Nursery Rhymes….

Many, many days have passed… since I’ve heard a nursery rhyme… cute little songs… stories…. of beautiful days… stories of fun…happiness…. of childrens’ laughter… And then, suddenly, my home is filled with these stories again… I’ve realized, however, that my home has always been filled with them… I look at my older kids…my teenager… my little girl… and am reminded that they are “still” my babies…. they always will be.  I still visit them at bed-time, simply to hug them at the day’s end… tell them each that I love them…. that I think of them all day.

Now, we’ve all been blessed with yet another reason to rejoice… our little Aashir Rais… the cries for attention… the smiles he gives us each… the little hands grabbing at everything…. I love watching Baker and Belle simply love him… always eager to hold him… carry him… play with him…

And then…most importantly… there’s Faranah…. I could have never dreamed up… my own story… the place I’ve found myself… where we’ve all landed, like Jack tumbling down the hill… I think Jill shoved him… just so  she could prove she was the only one there…nearby…with extended hand….I, too, have tumbled and landed where I was always meant to be.  The smiles on these little faces confirms it for me…

We are in capable hands….the hands…and hearts…. of each other… No matter how far down  the steep hill… we’ll not land in a strange place….

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