this mother’s heart…

Having a child is 
deciding to forever 
watch your heart walk around
outside of your body.
~unknown~

Valentine’s Day… the day of hearts, flowers, chocolate, and cupid.  The day decked out in pink, red, white with streamers and balloons.  A day set apart to celebrate love.  A day that will reap billions of dollars in consumer spending.

Yesterday I watched my heart be wheeled away by those in scrubs, hats and face masks.  I waited and I wondered.  I prayed and I pondered…  

Does he know how much I love him?

Did I say it enough?

Will they take good care of my boy?

Is he even my boy?

No… he’s HIS…

Does He know I can hardly breathe?

Does He know how much I love him?

Do I trust enough?

This morning, I read this from a friend on facebook…

say it today
don’t imply it

and I think… how often do I imply?  How many Valentine’s Days have I gone out and spent $10 or $15 dollars to imply that I love the four I love the most?  How many times for anniversaries, birthdays, Christmas have I done the same thing?  

I KNOW my heart.  I KNOW I have done this.  When did implication take over communication? 

Today… this mother’s heart looks different.  Perhaps it was because I realized that billions will be spent today.  Some will say I LOVE YOU… others will imply it with flowers, chocolate, hearts, valentines.  

…or maybe it was because yesterday my heart went missing for three hours and when I could finally see him, touch him, kiss him… I realized…  I haven’t said it enough, because there is never enough.

Today… I want to say it in words and deeds.  I want to love on all four of them.  Tonight there will be a homemade meal… not fancy but tasty.  There will be no cards to open or gifts to unwrap… not because I think those things are wrong but because I have used them wrongly in the past.  

I don’t want any implications this Valentine’s Day.  I simply want to say it from my heart to theirs. 

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