Now. A word that means just for a moment--fleeting, fast, over with the next breath. It struck me then how sad the word "now" can be. Right now I am holding him, I realized, but in just a few moments this now will be over forever. In a few more breaths it will be gone.
This realization is one of the great sorrows of motherhood, I guess. I'm sure most mothers face such a moment at some point and feel the same stab through the heart that I did. Thankfully, God has not left us mothers without more lovely "nows" in the future as consolation. I'm sure that many wait in my tomorrows as the mother of a growing, healthy son--special, delightful, deliciously memorable. I've certainly had many with my daughters as they've grown. They will come when the time is right.
But this "now," the one I received during the quiet autumn morning of today, the "now" that glows in my mind this evening as I write...this one in all its poignancy lingers to remind me to cherish all my lovely "nows" as jewels to be tucked away and treasured, never to be taken for granted.