My favourite piece of art

On growing up.

I watch you relentlessly throughout our days

Try to drink in every detail

of your magnificence

your innocence

the softness of your very being

I’d never dare to admit that I wouldn’t want you to ever change

yet sometimes my heart aches watching the seasons of your childhood

pass so quickly in front of my eyes

_____

You

are

growing

_____

The curls no longer curls

for the weight of your hair now reflects the years you have been here on earth

and I miss the perfect ringlets accompanying you

Your feet no longer the length of my thumb,

desperately showering them in kisses until you tell me I can’t

because I know, that day will inevitably come.

The baby in you is changing,

morphing into the shape of the face that will one day look at your own children

the very same way

I

look

at

you

now.

No, I wouldn't dare to ever say I want you to stay just the same

though part of me clings on to the smell of you when you were only just born.

Part of me obsesses over every ounce of you as if you were the most perfect,

intricate work of art there is.

Because you are.

My

favourite

piece

of

art.

So no, I never dare say don’t change

For getting to know you each day anew

is

the

greatest

blessing

I

know.

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** written on our fairy farm, on a warm day about a week ago watching my babies giggle in the distance.

A piece I thought I’d accompany with a story on growing up, yet it became clearer over the past few days that it didn’t want or need company of any sorts for it says everything my heart longed to say.

And I hope for you today, that is enough too.

The story will make it into your inbox another day, standing alone just as this piece wanted today.

Thank you for being here, your unwavering support and the love you have gifted me over the past 3 months writing letters to you. I appreciate you.

As always, if you enjoyed this little piece of my heart, consider sharing it with someone you love. It truly goes a long way. And if you feel called, I’d love for you to leave a comment on how the words made you feel and what came up, especially if you’re a mama too.

With love,
Claudia x