This is the story of how Charlotte's Giving Heart makes the world a better place, as we always knew she would. My beautiful daughter, born sleeping April 30th, 2009 - this is how you inspire us everyday!
Monday, December 14, 2009
Art and poetry have poured out of me since meeting my angel.....
I grew five pounds and fifteen ounces of love In my belly Some people grow flesh, bones, lungs. Fingernails. I didn't I just grew love. When you take a whole world, a whole galaxy, a whole universe of love And swirl it into a solid mass, Spin it, like cotton candy And compress it Squeeze it Hug it to your chest Until it can fit into the smallest possible space, That's how much it weighs - Five pounds. Fifteen ounces.
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
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