... to feel connection ... to see myself in her eyes ... to know that she has chosen me as much as I chose her ....
... when tiny feet wriggle closer to feel my skin and only come to rest when the warmth is detected and the soul made connection ...
... I feel memories of when I was her age ... looking for connection only to be met by separation ... here is a chance again ... to experience that which was denied ... only know I am being mirrored back that which I could not before ... and I bow in understanding
... unschooling trains of thought ... to know that we have the freedom ... the unpressured time to linger in a moment a little longer .. because the moment teaches us all that we have come here to know ....
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