Yesterday was one of those sweet gifts in parenting when I had the time (took the time) to just stop and enjoy my son, letting him take the lead in play.
Such sweet inspiration…
Lion Kisses
“Roar and wrestle on the bed,
but always let me pin
you down, and Mommy, when I do
then toss me up again.”
A playful squeal, my cublet’s roar
collapses into giggles.
I answer back with joyful sound.
embracing his sweet wiggles.
A joy so pure, it nurtures me
and teaches me of love –
of sweet surrender, perfect trust
and what is born thereof.
A closeness that speaks not with words,
declaratives or wishes,
but rather beating heart on heart
and lion belly kisses.
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In early 2011 my family moved our home, temporarily, from New Jersey to Milan, Italy. In the process I quit what had been my dream job conducting policy-directed social science research, to focus on my other dream job, raising our two young children. The three-year adventure was exciting, exhausting, disorienting, fulfilling, and countless other contradictions. It also birthed in me a desire to share my reflections on life's joys and challenges with anyone who cares to reflect with me. Now that we have returned to the US I'm finding that the new perspective I gained in Europe has come with me, and gives me a whole new way of interacting with my home. There's still so much to learn and share! I hope you'll share the journey, and add your own lessons to my daily education.
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