Choosing You

The truth was even if Journey wanted to go to Camila, I wouldn't have let her go. I held her in my arms, slowly rocking her back and forth. Pacing the nursery. Nothing. No one. Could have taken my baby girl away from me in that moment. It was the first time is over ten months I felt her weight in my arms. Her heart against my chest. Her breath in my neck. Hating myself a little more for waiting this long to hold her. She felt like everything I ever wanted. Remembering, there was a time... She was.