Slices of heaven

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I was going to write about something else tonight, but I just had the most beautiful moment with my daughter. She came to get her hair braided (loves how it turns out wavy in the morning), and when I finished she leaned back and I put my arms around her. She curled her arms up around mine and let me just hold her for what seemed like 30 minutes. It was like someone opened a slice of heaven.

As I held her I felt the sweetest love between us and around us, like Heaven was right there.

I flashed back to a moment when I held her tiny premie body in the NICU, just praying that she would be okay. I wished I could go back and show myself this present-day moment and say how absolutely glorious it was.

I felt her divine spirit, and was overcome by the deep love I feel for her. I thought of how God loves her even more than I do, and I couldn't comprehend it.

I thought about how truly blessed I am to be her mother, and to see the incredible woman she's becoming. What a treasure. What a gift. 

I'm grateful for these moments, and I'm grateful for the Spirit that helped me recognize the invitation to not rush her off to bed, but to take that treasured time. God is real, and miracles are, too. It's up to us to pause to see and feel them.