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Full and pregnant with my third child
Moving slowly everything at half-speed
Chubby toddler hands cradle my cheeks
Gazing into my eyes seeing herself there
Reflected
“Mama, I am in your eyes.”
Then she asks if I see myself in hers
Before I see clearly sweet tears rise
Blurring the lines between us
Not ready to let go
Of this moment
Or the child moving pleasantly inside me
A cord connecting us
Always
Apart of each other
Holding on too long
Makes the pain grow
It is in the letting go
I find relief
And the next moment
And a new life
Changed forever having shared this connection
Part of each of us is with the other
Yes
I see me in you

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About Jen Sabatier

Mother of five, writer, painter, nurturer of people and their passions and greif recovery specialist.

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  1. Sweet Jen! I love this! One of the last things MY daddy said to me before he passed was “Your eyes.” I asked him what about my eyes? He repeated the statement while studying my face. “They’re your eyes.” I told him. He smiled and nodded. I will forever look into the eyes of those I love with much more love, meaning and sincerity from those words my father spoke so simply to me. Thank you for the reminder of what a simple statement can mean! Love you!

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