I Love You

I’m standing in my bathroom, brushing my teeth.  I think I’m alone and I feel alone.  The kind of alone that feels lonely.  I look toward the doorway and this little tiny human has appeared, startling me just a bit because he was so quiet.  

He just stands there, hand on his hip and baba in his hand, filled with chocolate milk. He’s smiling at me.  I’m instantly drawn to him as my thoughts shift from feeling alone to filling my heart with warmth and love towards this beaming little man before me.  

I kneel down to look at him, wanting to hug him. I’m still brushing my teeth and the hum of the electric toothbrush buzzes loudly.  I look into his eyes.  They are so full of life, light, and happiness.  I love it.  He looks back at me and through his beautiful smile says: “I love you.”  

“Mom, you’re the greatest girl.” I’m taken aback by the sweetness and the genuine way he means that me, I, am the greatest girl.  Of all the girls in the world, I’m the greatest in his view; and he means it.  I feel he knows without a doubt, I am the greatest.  

Awwww… my heart melts and I think to myself, what a beautiful gift I have in front of me.  A little boy who loves his mamma and I get to be her!  I feel so richly blessed and so loved.  The feeling is that of unconditional love, and in that free love, I feel that the richness of his love.

It fills me in a way that touches me more deeply than any other love I could long for and think I don’t have.  That even, being without his father, I am filled with the sweet tender love that a woman needs to be filled with.  The innocent kind that lasts forever.

It doesn’t require anything in return.  I feel the fullness of this kind of love in this moment so clearly that I am awe struck within the meaning of  this little boy’s words.   It’s as if he knows how I felt just before he arrived and responded to the call in a sad girl's heart.

He gave her just what she needed to remember how much she has instead of trying to forget what she doesn’t.  He showed up for me, because of who he is.  He wraps his arms around me and brushes his sweet full cheek against mine.

I get that hug that I had intended to give him. Before I could give him anything, he filled me with everything I needed in just a moment.  Children are such a gift.  This little boy healed my heart once more tonight.  A never ending job.  

He doesn’t have to do it. I don’t expect or ask him to do it, but he does because he can. It’s so natural to him. It’s part of his makeup.  He reminds me of how pure love is unconditional.   I’m inspired to love better.