i've discovered a sound that rivals the most beautiful sound to date - the cries of my child seconds after birth. i will never forget those cries. as, for the first time, oxygen entered her young lungs, ellie's cries stole my heart to a place from which i'll never be able to retrieve it.
well, she has come close to beating herself. no quite, but close.
today, for the first time, ellie laughed.
she's been close for a couple of weeks, but this was all-out giggling. she did it over and over. i had her lying on my bed, and i was kissing her under her jaw and her chin. i was being dramatic about it; taking a deep, audible breath and making a crazy face before kissing her nosily.
i did it over and over, though it was hard as i found myself laughing and crying at the same time - the uncontrollably grateful, humble feeling i get when the Holy Spirit touches my heart with something.
what a sweet blessing.
"mirth is God's medicine. everybody ought to bathe in it." -henry ward beecher
this day, bathe in it i did.
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