Same kind of different

I sat on the floor of their college apartment. Small living space opened up to a postage stamp kitchen. This is familiar to me, it feels like yesterday although I have a diploma framed on the wall that says it's been almost twelve years. Time flies when your not looking, when your busy with babies and life.

There is a difference between our college place and theirs besides the absence of grunge rock and mid-nineties decor. There is a baby here. A soft skinned, rosy cheeked, blue eyed fella. To be honest, I was worried about them having a kid when they are just kids themselves. I remember how I was at twenty. How I didn't think beyond next week and didn't have a "plan" to save my life.

But I see love shining in their eyes and determination. I hear pride in their voices when they talk of their little one. It's the same pride that I have. The same mama love that blossomed in my heart the day that my two were born. It's a love that transcends age, time, and circumstance.

I guess it IS true that all you need is love...and a plan doesn't hurt either!

Amelia