And those two years have been long because Melvene and I try as much as we can to be conscious of her presence in our lives - sleeping and waking up beside her, reading the book for the nth time, wanting to know what new skill she will learn today or what will make her laugh. Melvene and I are both eager to find out what new words she can say and understand, the new things she is learning to love and hate: eggs, bread, Mickey Mouse, pedia visits, Jollibee Chicken Joy.
Yesterday, she started to sing Baa Baa Black Sheep with me. And it seemed only yesterday that she started to learn how to walk. And just when I thought that she's the only one who's being taught by the world, I find out that I also sitting on life's classroom, re-learning yet again.
By being present, my life has started to be filled with magic and wonder. Oh how she belts out a big chuckle over our orange horse decor, a passing blue car, and rolling cats on TV. And I give a second look over these seemingly mundane things and wonder how they make her so happy. Oh I know Issa's teaching me again to smile and laugh and see things differently.
Every day, I love her more. And being a wife and a parent are very gracious gifts from above. Every day I feel thankful that God has made me worthy to receive love from Him, from my generous husband Melvene and from of course, the little one, Isabelle.
And to ask for anything else from this world would be indeed very, very foolish.