The perfect creation

Malia turned eight last week.

And by chance, I was thumbing through an old box

and found this picture.

I wanted to jump inside the picture and go back to this day

so bad it hurt.

I wanted to smell the salty air laced with her lavender

baby lotion, hold her to my chest and breath in her newness,

her innocence.

I wanted to feel the lint between her tiny toes and bring her

tiny hands to my cheek.

I wanted to feel that connection to mother earth

and all her creations like I did that day.

I wanted to remember the powers of my own creations,

the creator in me.

and...

The God that created me

in my purest, undiluted form.

made perfect

in his all consuming love.

Just like Malia was that day.

And just like she will be again on April 9

when she will be baptized.

I love you Malia