Diaries Magazine


By Owlandtwine
My heart is beating outside of my chest this morning.  A monarch's wings come to mind.  I close my eyes and see my children.  I see the flutter of their colorful spirits; I see what they have done to me.
Lately, when Theo and I are curled up together, he presses my arm into his nose, or sinks his face into my hair and inhales deeply, the same thing I have been doing to my children since the first moment each one of them was placed in my arms.  This visceral need to know that we are real and here.
Growth, strength, opening, love.  We are all of these things together. 
Before I knew these two beautiful souls, I never would've believed I was capable of showing up with a whole heart.

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