Moments, Captured In Words

Eowyn at 20 months

Correction: This post is actually for Eowyn's 20-month updates. Thanks to my ever beautiful twen who corrected me! Lisod jud diay matiguwang na ta noh? Ha ha ha!

This post is a little delayed, as I just had surgery on my right wrist and I could not use my hand for at least a week. Anyway, now that I can type again, albeit slowly, here's Eowyn's 20-month updates:

• Tells her dada impatiently to "Go, go, go!" whenever we stop at a red light and she sees other cars starting to move on the next lane. And when Dan finally accelerates, she mutters enthusiastically "Wheeeee!!!"
• Does not ask "Why?" yet, but she definitely inquires "What happened?" when she doesn't know what's going on
• Comes up to us holding a book, and in a very cute voice, begs us to "Read, please?!" Now who can resist that?
• Also, gives us a DVD of her choice and then says, "Watch (title of movie here)." Eowyn has an extensive Disney DVD collection, and interestingly enough, she knows them all by heart (dvd artwork and cover included).
• Whenever Dan drops her off at daycare, she would bid her daddy "bye-bye" followed by an ever endearing send off: "Have a good day!"
• Loves to dance in circles around the house, and whenever I tell her that she's gonna get dizzy, she would giggle and copy me, saying in her cute baby voice "gonna get deee-zzzeeee, gonna get deee-zzzeeeee!"
• Her latest pretend play antics is playing doctor. She was with me when my surgeon replaced the dressing on my wrist last Wednesday, and as I shuddered with fear when the doctor started unravelling the bandage, Dr. B told me reassuringly, "It's okay, it's okay!" What d'ya know, when we got home that day, Eowyn played with her doll and pretended to wrap a bandage on the doll's wrist (using her diaper wipes, what else!) and consoled her patient by saying repeatedly, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."
• Much to the consternation of Dan, Eowyn now screams like only a girl can. It's a very high-pitched, ear splitting scream... Thank God she only does this whenever we play peek-a-boo or hide and seek!
• Says "welcome" whenever you thank her, and "Bless you!" after she hears you sneeze.
• Hollers "Hoy!" when she wants to get your attention. I know it's not very polite, but it's just so cute when she says it. It always makes me laugh.
• Yesterday when I was feeling somehow depressed (after learning that my little brother quit school to work in Manila), I hugged Eowyn and asked her to be a good girl always and not give mommy any problems. She hugged me back and perhaps sensing my pain because I was crying, told me soothingly "It's okay, mommy, it's okay!" then planted a big kiss on my cheek. If that didn't make me feel a lot better, then nothing else ever will!

Yes, it's truly precious to have a child. Eowyn is one of my greatest treasures, and everything seems right in the world when she flashes me one of her sunshiny smiles, hugs me tight, and gives me a kiss! I never knew this kind of joy before until she came into my life... and thank God a million times a million for that!

Daniel

It is a line

I often hear

But I never tire

Of listening to you

Say it ---

            I love you.

The sweetest words

So full of meaning

So tender

A lifelong promise

And I am changed forever

Because ---

            I love you.

somewhere i have never travelled

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

 nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

- e.e. cummings

For Dan

Daylight, my first waking thought – you

I open my eyes and see your face

So close, so intimately near, beside me

A smile, a soft kiss... and my day begins

Lovely, wonderful way to wake up

I love you.

Breakfast, lazy moments at the table

A cup of coffee, small talk

I gaze at you, sitting there

And a sense of contentment fills me

This is what I want, what I've always wanted

I love what I have now

I love you.

More kisses at the door when you leave

I watch you walk over to your car

Such a handsome man, my husband

Your car disappears from view

And I'm alone, but not completely so

Because my thoughts are with you

And they keep me company

All day long, until you return...

I love you.

Dinner, sunset, a day over

I crawl into bed with you

Cuddles, kisses, tickles

Laughter and fun, loving and living

This is happiness, this is bliss

Your arms go around me

And I fall asleep, secure beside you.

My last conscious thought – you.

I love you.

Pablo Neruda poem

One of my favorites. I just wanna share it with everyone here. It's so nice to be in love. Right now I'm seeing everything through rose-colored glasses. Yeah, I know I'm such a moonpie.

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way than this:

where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.