A merry little Christmas, indeed.
He brought peace.
His every move is admired by the three of us.
During the most wonderful time of the year, he brings even more wonder.
His baby blue eyes focusing on the lights...
His soft, tiny hands grasping the blankets and sweaters...
Little breaths against my skin...
Sweet, sleepy faces in the light of the fireplace...
Awe and wonder as sister laughs and sings...
Oblivious and unaware of his first Christmas.
But, oh, how aware I am that he came for me.
To slow down.
To be thankful.
To be in love.
are all I need this Christmas.
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