Something happened to me today. I am not entirely sure at what moment. I am not even really sure how to word it. I was going about my day, having a coffee, doing groceries, the usual. Suddenly, a wave of the most serious emotion smacked me in the face. Scary stuff.
And, even though I am still unsure what bought this on, I know who or what this emotion got aimed at. My daughter. My little gorgeous, precious gift. It's like I saw her for the first time. Her little hands, her little smile. As if I wasn't blown away enough before. I now walk around scared of how much I feel. Scared that I will squish her, I am so strong with love.
It's a little bit like being drunk, I suppose. Feeling a bit unstable. A little bit wobbly. Wibble wobble, wibble wobble, jelly on a plate.
