Overcome

Can I just say, I'm overcome?

I'm overcome watching my sister become a mother for the third time. Watching her hold and comfort this new little one, born so far away from all we hold as familiar. Seeing my sister looking so relaxed, and happy, and at home - because her baby is finally in her arms. She really was made to be a mother, there is something magical about watching her in her element. Knowing that this little life is now one of ours - subject to all of the love, devotion, protection, and "zany" of that reality, it has me overcome with emotion.

I'm her Auntie, and I get to watch her grow - get to watch her become who she was meant to be. It's more joy than I can take in at once. I keep wanting to shout out, or cry for hours, or do something to vent all of these things I am feeling. I hope that one day, Kelly and I will sit and giggle together - like me and her sister - or perhaps we'll have each other in outright stitches like her brother and I do. Someday I hope we'll share an ice cream sundae, or a secret, together. Oh My, little one, you have so much love in store for you.

Thank You God, for Kelly. Thank You for my sister and Clint ~ who were willing to jump out in faith and meet whatever You had waiting for them. Thank You for this little one you've placed in our midst, and help us to be worthy of that trust.

Love,
A Very Overcome Auntie