Monday, July 25, 2005
Trying to Understand the Love of a Parent
Before we lost the embryo, a friend explained that he found it amazing how he could stare almost endlessly, with boundless love, at his sleeping newborn. I thought of that one morning this weekend when I found myself staring for quite a while at Kathy sleeping next to me, with what felt like boundless love. It was then that I realized the purity of the love that parenting provides, because with Kathy, in addition to the welling up of love I felt, I was wondering if I'd get lucky when she woke up.