To Have & Not Hold

I sit on my couch, holding my newborn son. My heart feels like it will explode, it is so full.  I watch my beautiful daughter enthusiastically swaddle and “shush” her dolly to sleep.  I share a glance with my husband that communicates more love than many women receive in an entire lifetime.  Our friends have just surprised us with a kitchen full of groceries, to welcome us home from the hospital.  I couldn’t be more blessed.

And then, my throat begins to tense in anxiety...

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