I’m living Hands Free

I want to make memories,
Not to-do lists.

I want to feel the squeeze of my child’s arms,
Not the pressure of over-commitment.

I want to get lost in conversation with the people I love,
Not consumed by a sea of unimportant emails.

I want to be overwhelmed by sunsets that give me hope,
Not by overloaded agendas that steal my joy.

I want the noise of my life to be a mixture of laughter and gratitude,
Not the intrusive buzz of cell phones and text messages.

I am letting go of distraction & perfection
To live a more simple life consisting of what really matters.

I’m living Hands Free.

© Rachel Macy Stafford 2010

http://www.handsfreemama.com/about-hands-free/ 

The joy of your first year♥

 Covered in cake and icing, your smile stretched ear to ear.
A single candle celebrates, the joy of your first year.

We sing Happy Birthday Deanna, you play midst wrap and bows.
We marvel at how you touched our lives, just one year ago.

      Your three brothers watchful over you, giving hugs and kisses as you smile.       Delighting in your giggles and playfulness, every second worth all the while.

I remember the first time I held you, kissed your head and whispered your name.
You've changed our lives forever, our hearts will never be the same.

As a child you'll love this day, for all the sweets and presents too.
As a family we'll love your day, for the gift we got was you.

Each year we'll add another candle, so proud to see you grow.
But always with the memory, of your first day long ago.