L-O-V-E

I keep thinking about that "devastating" news I got a year ago today. About how I felt so desperate and scared. About how I was sure that everyone would call me a fool. About how I knew I was ruining not only my life, but his, too. About how it all seemed to matter so very much.

If only I had the foresight then to imagine today--this moment where I feel overwhelmed with gratitude for the baby sleeping in the other room. If only I knew how different Christmas would be as I dreamed up our traditions. If only I knew how that baby would write love into my life.

What if I knew then that every little thing really would be all right? What if I knew that the word that would come to mind when I reflected on the last year would be "love?"

Love. That's it.