Grown Up 10

How small and fragile you look up there my darling, and you are in so many ways. A little tiny body holding a huge heart, worn sanguinely and unashamedly on your sleeve. Big eyes sitting in a heart-shaped face, full of expectation, brimming with wonder and concern. Long limbs like vines that wrap around me looking for reassurance and encouragement. Ten. Can you be ten? You’re still so beautifully innocent and true – pinning so many dreams and wishes on the world. I want to cover my eyes and ears with my hands forever, so that I don’t see it, fervently trying to stop the changes and realization that will surely take place, one day. My big heart. My little ten.
As I write this, thinking about you and how you fill my world, I’m longing for you to come home from school, so that I can hold you, tell you that you’re a beautiful soul, kiss your nose, tuck your soft little blond curls behind your ears, and make you feel safe. I want you to remember that I whispered many times that I love you, because I do, and I want you to know that you are treasured.

Credits:
Amy Wolff:
Goodbye Summer
Messy Marvin 4
Messy Mania

Little Butterfly Wings:
One of a Kind
Dear Diary Borders

Amy Martin:
They Once Were 3

Heather Joyce:
The Bear

Akizo:
Stitch and Shadowed Alpha