I remember the first time I held him in my arms.
So unknown, yet so mine at the same time.
How do I explain the love you feel for someone
you’re seeing for the very first time, but whom you carried inside you for nine months?
Someone you already knew without ever having seen his face.
And suddenly, there he is, after waiting for him for so long, looking at you for the very first time.
You tell yourself you’re not ready for so much responsibility, for having to do everything so perfectly, for raising this little person and turning him into a good child, a good man.
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And you wonder if, when he grows up, he’ll end up hating you, or if he’ll become your companion, your best friend.
You’re terrified of everything that’s coming, of everything you’re about to step into.
And eventually, you discover that it’s wonderful.
A wonder of everlasting love.
It’s a love that never ends.
One you stay in not out of obligation, but because you want to, because you need to stay.
There are no words that can explain the love I feel for him.
And maybe that is the only kind of love I have ever felt capable of lasting forever.
