Ohhhhhhh those eyes....
Is it just because I'm his Mom?
Because, those eyes, they hypnotize me.
Seriously. I just can't get enough of them.
When I look into those eyes,
all is right with the world.
How could it not be?
When I look into those eyes
I see perfection, I see God's image.
I think God sees me through Beck's eyes too.
...through my interactions with him.
...through the same lens that Beck sees me.
Even when he was a newborn,
those eyes looked at me and told me so much
They told me he knew I was meant to be his mom,
and that I could do it.
Sometimes I felt like those eyes understood more than I realize.
Like any minute he could answer me with
"Hey Mom, why are you making all those funny faces at me?"
Sometimes I thought he could, if he wanted to.
I love them.
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