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It scared her a little to know she was capable of loving a person so much, that all that love had been waiting there her whole life, like a dormant seed just aching to get out and grow up into something bigger than the cypress trees in the bayou and the pines that shot up all around her yard. She would never be able to put it all back inside her if anything happened to this child, this perfect little creature who had stolen her breath and her heart along with all her good sense. She would never be the same. She had a daughter now.
It was so much easier when all she needed was a Band-Aid to fix a skinned knee and a kiss to heal the hurt away. But now that she was grown, a woman in her own right with a child of her own, what was a mother to do?
