May 11th 2008 11:35 am
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There are times when nothing but mommy's lap will do.
My mom's lap is small, and a little bony, and sometimes I have to squirm around a lot to find a comfortable position, and even then sometimes my head lolls off the side of her knee when I'm relaxed.
But it's my mom's lap, and to curl up there is like nothing else on Earth. It is warm and safe and cozy even if I'm sprawled awkwardly upon it.
It is a place where I can nestle in and warm her up when she is feeling cold.
It is a place where I can calm down after The Beast has roared through the house.
It is a place where I can drift off to sleep and dream of chasing mice, and wake up to her soft words and gentle scritchy-scratches behind my ear.
It is my mom's lap, where we complete the circle of love.
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