Heaven

We celebrated Mother's Day at my parent's house with my long-lost cousin and her family. (More on said cousin tomorrow.)

There was much eating, catching-up, playing, reminiscing, etc.

At one point I found myself laying on the swing in the backyard with Bradley. All I could see was the blue sky through the branches and leaves of the neighbor's tree. The sky was so blue and the wind sounded like perfection through the tree. I sensed my baby so close to me and we were both quiet and still.

I laid there with him absolutely sure that in that moment I was experiencing heaven. Whatever heaven is, that was it: the smell of his hair, the sound of the wind, the blue brilliance.

That moment of peace was absolutely divine. The timing was magnificent.