You are right now upstairs asleep in our big king bed. The huge mattress nearly swallows your tiny body whole, and to see you there splayed on your belly brings me so much joy I think I could burst from the effervescent love.
I frequently forget just how tiny you still are. Your eyes are bright and deep; they appear to hold such varied emotional content that I wonder what deep thoughts swim beneath the golden specks.
What do you know of this world, little Eli? You seem to grasp so much of life already. There is a steady calm to your presence and wisdom in your good humor. It’s a lightness of being that comes to many only from lived experience. Have you lived before? I wonder… It pleases me to think of you as an old soul–one who has known this world before and walked in many other shoes.
Regardless (reincarnation or not), I see in you the seeds of quiet compassion that will make you a great listener and a true friend. You are observant. You study the voices of strangers, the shapes of tree branches and the emotions that pass across my face. And you are not shy to vocalize your zest for life and love.
At 10 months old you are eager to explore your world. No matter if it is only our small living room: carpet, chair, basket, book, cat, lamp. Each holds a discovery worth a thousand old world ships sailing to new lands. Where will the wind blow you next?
You are revealing yourself to be a perfectly imperfect human–just like the rest of us. You eat when hungry, fuss when tired (as noted above), laugh easily and often, and above all desire your freedom. I promise to do my best to offer you more opportunities to freely explore this incredible world so that you may discover that which sets your heart on fire. My heart is aflame watching you.