Saturday, November 5, 2005

I was having Mrityun baby in my arms this afternoon, rocking him to sleep. I watched his eyes close very slowly while his lashes made slight, fluttering movements. He was finally in slumberland, and I found I cld not take my eyes off his sweet, tender little face. His lids were trembling a little, as he was dreaming. I rmbr wondering what he cld possibly be dreaming about.

He then smiled. The tiniest, most beautiful bloom of smile. The absolute preciousness of it...it felt like a boon to me to have been able to see it.

The unthinkable happened.

I cried.

Me, I'm going bonkers. Somebody call the madhouse for me, pls?

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