On love

Love plays endless games of chase. Love beams at you when you learn something new. Love accompanies you and uses his phone to capture the golden moment. 

Love holds your hand before the surgery, prays for you in the lobby and sits at your bedside after it’s over.

Love offers her coat when she sees you shivering.

Love laughs with you, never at you. Love lets you cry as long as you need to. Love never judges; love builds you up with words of encouragement. Love laments with you, cheers for you and speaks well of you, even when you’re not in the room.

Love asks, Would you like some coffee? and What do you want for dinner? plus How are you doing, really? Love nods his head and listens quietly. 

Love schedules haircuts, orders groceries, plans playdates and volunteers in your school. Love notices when you’ve outgrown your boots and orders new ones so you can go sledding. Love takes out the garbage and does your taxes. Love sits in the stands at your baseball game and in the audience at your orchestra concert. Love watches you shine and applauds wildly. 

Love rises in the dark to feed you until you’re content, love changes your diaper, love rocks you and sets you gently in your crib, love sings you to sleep then collapses in bed only to wake hours later to care for you.

Love picks you a dandelion because “You’re the very best Mommy.” Love requests one more story, one more push on the swing, one more cookie. Love makes a valentine for you. Love showers you with hugs and kisses.

Love waits at the door for you, never rushing or nagging. Love lets you take your time. When you’re ready, love opens the door and walks hand in hand with you into the great unknown.