rise and fall


Simple thoughts like these propel me forward.

The rise and fall of her chest is the paint I use for the blueprints of our dreams, the words I use to document our legacy together, and the rhythm with which I find the courage to LIVE.


18 comments :

  1. This is absolutely beautiful both in terms of the sweet, family-oriented content and the craft of the writing (brief, though it was, haha). Do you write any poetry? If you ever do, you should post it.

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  2. beautiful... being a mommy in itself surrounds us with miracles, but when the ones that surround us are "out of the ordinary" it gives us so much more to cherish, doesn´t it? I have a little miracle of my own... lovely "meeting" you! Greetings from Mexico!

    http://handmadeconamor.blogspot.com/p/mommys-miracle-el-milagro-de-mama.html

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  3. Your blog is so touching, and inspiring. I am so glad I happened to cross it! :)

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  4. such precious pictures. love this post.

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  5. What a beautiful quote! I love your outlook, you're amazing!

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  6. A lovely post. Her red hair is so beautiful.

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  7. Awww this is lovely, so heart felt :)

    Beautiful images, beautiful caption, beautiful post.

    Niki @ LQM&M
    xo

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  9. Aren't sleeping babes just the best? So sweet!

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  10. Beautifully said! Your daughter is precious!

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