Three years ago, I never thought I'd ever get to see a swingset in my back yard. Three years ago, I never thought I'd ever hear the giggling laughter of a child as she called out "Mommy, push me higher!" Three years ago, I never thought we'd ever have a child.
But today, my little girl's face lit up the moment she saw the swingset her Daddy has made for her. She ran to it and cried out, "Swing me, Mommy!" And we swung and swung and swung until she noticed the slide and decided she wanted to stop swinging for a moment and "Go Slide Now, Daddy." Three rungs up and my little girl crawled over to the slide and slid down - two little waves and then plop - butt in the dirt - and giggles all around. "Again, again!" and she was up the ladder and across the platform and down. And then the swing again. And after watching her cousin Gabby tackle the rings, Jenny grabbed one in each hand, tugged up her feet and held on for dear life.
And that sweet sound of giggling laughter, like creek water over rocks, filled my heart to the point of tears. Those tears that suddenly rose to my eyes were of pure and simple joy. A prayer come true.
Three years ago, there was no hope for us ever conceiving a child, let alone carrying it to full term.
Now, I have Jenny.
And a swingset in my backyard.
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