I was just thinking...

I was lying in bed last night after Owen had fallen asleep and I listened to his sweet little “squeak” in the monitor. As I laid there listening to him, I thought to myself “I hope he never grows out of this” (even though I know he probably will). That little sound gives me a sense of peace. The sound reassures me that he is close. That little sound, that use to worry me, has imprinted itself deeply onto my being. I hear him in my dreams, when I am at work all day, in the background of every song on the radio. I hear him in silence. It is the very best sound in the whole wide world. I was just thinking...