For 22 minutes…I held you today.  22 whole uninterrupted minutes.  You walked down the stairs this morning all dressed and ready for school.  I had just watched your sister get onto the school bus, and I was so ready to walk up the stairs and cuddle you up.  However, as I walked back into the house, there you were.  You had woke up on your own and were ready to get the day started.  My heart did a somersault as I thought about how much I wanted to hold you.  I quickly asked you if you wanted to crawl up in my bed and cuddle and you were so quick to oblige.  For 22 minutes I felt my arms wrapped around you.  For 22 minutes I felt the way your arm wrapped around me and I felt your fingertips ever so lightly against the right side of my back.  22 glorious minutes.  I found myself running my hands through your curls and trying to remember exactly how you looked, felt, and smelled in that exact moment.  I remember saying and hearing the many “I Love You’s” that were spoken between us.  I embraced every single second I had with you this morning.  You see…I know how fast time will go by.  I know how quickly you will be grown and I won’t be able to hold you quite the same as I did today.  I know all of this…so I held you.  For 22 minutes…I held you today…