I felt awkward at first because I didn't know how to act. I forget how to be social sometimes, but they were so friendly and humorous, it felt nice to bask in everyone's presence. For once, everyone was there (except one important cousin of mine) and I could feel all the laughter and love washing away the remnants of this terrible day.
It's been a long time since I held a baby in my arms; his weight caught me off guard. But when I held the baby boy, I felt, lamely put, complete. In the future, I look forward to getting married to that guy (whoever it may be) and having babies. After spending time with my uncles, they give me hope that it's possible to be happily married with kids.
My favorite part of the night was when my uncle held his baby in his arms. No one was paying attention to them, but I saw him touch his little feet and gently rub his head. His eyes softened and anyone who looked at him could tell how much he loved that baby.
Thank you God for these precious moments that I have with my family, my dad, and close friends. I know I can be self-centered and ignorant, but thank you for always guiding me back to what's truly important in life.
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