This is the latest photo of Emma E. that I have and I love it. I think she has a big surprise that she keeps hidden but I am sure she will let me know soon. That half smile she has lurking around her eyes gives her away each time. It is a big secret I think she keeps, but there is no prying out of her.
I know all about prying locks open before their time. It is like letting loose a down pillow with all the feathers flying about. Like Pandora’s box letting loose its secrets before their time. No use then trying to get the secrets back into the box!
Emma E. holds herself upright much of the time. She tries standing with support and one of these days she will as her grandfather’s youngest brother did, climbed out of his crib at barely nine months. And when I plumped him down after a hundred times shouted at him, why did you choose me as your mother?
Will Emma E.’s mother shout at her after a hundred times the same thing? And will she be as surprised as I was with the words coming out of me because I never gave thought to my sons choosing me? And realized of course I knew that somewhere deep inside of me?
Because I always told them I loved them long before the world ever was! And I always told my grands that I also loved them long before the world ever was. I, of course, knew that to be true but I had to hear myself saying those words out loud.
Maybe Emma E. smiles because she already knows that I have loved her long before the world ever was. And she knows that I will love her forever and forever more.
That has to be a nice thing to know for sure.