Beating hearts...

Adia,

You've been sick this week.  You had an ear infection so I've been giving you antibiotic.  I hope the illness is gone.  You've been pretty restless at night, so that makes for a really tiresome day.  Tonight you crawled up into my lap and sat with me.  You wanting to be held is a pretty rare thing so it made my heart sing.  You looked up at me with such sleepy eyes.  So, I rocked you and you fell asleep within seconds.  I haven't rocked you to sleep since you were probably 4 months old.  I was able to carry you up the stairs and lay you in your crib without disturbing your sweet slumber. 

As I was laying you down, my hand could feel your heart beating.  Time stopped.  I looked at you and thought to myself, "Beating hearts are such miracle. How fragile are our lives and why don't even notice. We are kept alive by a simple beating heart." I went on to thank God for giving me my own living miracle to share this life with.  Then I thought, "I don't know what I would do if your heart ever stopped beating.." I know one day each of our hearts will stop beating here on Earth.  But I pray to God that mine will stop beating before yours.