1) Blessed SunshineA Chapter by Kelly M.
Shafts of fallen sunshine caressed the softly rolling hills, scattered in its scented flowers, kissed by the wings of the painted butterflies.
April let her gaze sweep over the earth, a smile warming to her cheeks. Summer had arrived. The refreshing days of spring were pushed aside, and, though greatly missed in her heart, the sunny days of summer were welcomed. Gentle footsteps approached, and a tall, handsome figure drew up beside her. She smiled, leaning back on her tire swing as her eyes indicated her happiness. No words were spoken between them. Nothing needed to be said. Their hearts were both mingling together in a soft, quiet silence, both whispering their happiness and joy through their understanding eyes. ~*~ "For me?" April whispered, her fingers running over the soft cotton. Jenny's smile brightened, and she nodded again. "I really should be getting around to baby clothes, shouldn't I?" "Oh, there's no pressure to rush," Jenny responded with a wave of her hand. "There's still six, long months ahead." "Sometimes I wish time would fly a little faster," she admitted, smiling. "I know the feeling," laughed Jenny. "You wish and hope and coax, but it still seems like life is at a standing point." She reached to give her hand a gentle squeeze. "Don't worry. Sooner than you know it, that little one will be bundled in your arms." April couldn't keep the smile from her blushed cheeks. "Drew is so-- so proud. He keeps telling me to take it easy, and slow down, making sure I don't do this or that." April stopped, laughing merrily at her comment. "I feel so lazy, unable to lift my hand at any task." She sighed. "I do wish there was something that I could do." "In the meantime, you may just have to take up your knitting," teased Jenny. "It seems that's the only thing I can possibly do to the approval of James," she laughed. "He's so protective, he is. I have to remind him that I'm not the baby." Though her tone was teasing, her eyes smiled at his considerate care. "Well," she responded, "I'm appreciative that Drew hasn't yet taken over my garden. I think he understands how much it means for me to water and plant them, weeding and coaxing." Jenny smiled. "And how is your garden coming along?" she asked, taking another sip of her iced glass of lemonade. April's eyes immediately took on a whole new shine as she began to explain in her enthusiastic delight. ~*~ No sooner after April had sent her letter of jubilation to her parents a few months ago did she immediately receive a reply. April kept it in the pocket of her apron, reading it over whenever she had the spare time, cherishing its words. My dear daughter,
The thrill of becoming a mother, and the delight your father and I share in being grandparents! So many memories are wrapped into that bundle that you will soon hold close in your arms. Hold them dear. Treasure them always. They're moments that can never be relived except in the heart and mind. I still remember those long ago days of raising you. Such a boisterous, carefree girl you were. So content about life and living it as though in a fairy tale. Though your days of learning and growing never came without some pain, I can tell you that you always remember the love over the pain. The joy is always deeper than the sorrow you feel. And the hope is always greater than the impossible. Then her mom had gone on to tell of all the happenings up north, eventually finishing up with: I hardly know how else to conclude this letter. We love you both, and look forward to that future day when you begin your new blessed journey as parents. Love always, Mom and Dad April's soft, blue eyes misted. Treasure the memories, her heart echoed. © 2014 Kelly M.Author's Note
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Added on September 30, 2011Last Updated on February 5, 2014 AuthorKelly M.SCAbout"The Spirit of God made me; the breath of the Almighty God gives me life." Job 33:4 more..Writing
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