Dear Sweet Baby of mine,
Someday, little one, I will tell you the story of Atlas. About how he bore the weight of the earth upon his body and then, then I will tell you about this time in your life. I will relate how I too felt like I bore the weight of the world and then realized I did. Not the whole world, literally, but YOUR world and how heavy that was.
You see lovey-love, it’s not just physical. Sure, I am moving slow and I do feel the weight of your presence every moment of every day. But more than that, I realized I am your everything. Your entire existence and experience lies within me and my choices. You eat what I eat and breathe the same air and together like that we are separate and whole all at once. I know these days are drawing short and soon everything will change. Up until then, your memories are mine and mine alone. It’s been just us. But you will arrive and take your first real breath and suddenly, just like that, you will be on your own. You will know and experience different people apart from me and will begin to grow up. You will find the world and test it’s weight and follow after your call.
But until then, I am happy to be your world and you mine.
P.S. In case you wonder about the title of this post, it’s from a Weezer song. Someday I will tell you about them, too, but you will need to be much, much older, kay?