March 7, 2013

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    I can't stop looking back at this gifset.

     

    In this particular one I wait for the moment

    when his pacifier drops from his mouth,

    like, Whoa. What is that? Who is that?

     

    And then it segues into this next gif,

    where Mama goes, "Hi Johnathan. Can

    you hear me? Can you hear Mama?"

     

    You see that beautiful smile start to

    form on his face, slow enough to catch

    that expression of clear realisation; that

    he is there, there, there, cradled in the

    arms of his mother and finally being able

    to listen to her voice for the first time.

     

    A mother's voice is the first sound that

    introduces him to this new sensory world

    that he will come to explore more of, and

    I hope he never gets tired of listening;

    taking it all in; understanding.

     

    He will come to know that this is the voice

    that will sing him to sleep at night through

    out his young life, that will soothe him of

    his nerves, that will tell him that he is loved 

    everytime his heart breaks, that will gently

    reprimand to keep him humble. He will come

    to love many other voices in this lifetime, but

    this voice, this voice, will always be his favourite.

     

     

    He will never forget this voice.

     

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