Look of Love

I have seen it. I know it not because I have seen it with my eyes but because of the way my body feels when the gaze hits it. Every night when Ignacio is taking his bath I pop in to say that "Mama's going ni-ni" so that Angel can finish the bath and put him to bed. His head turns up at me and his eyes become big and round and, most nights he says, "Bendicion Mama" asking for his nightly blessing or he tells me he loves me. Some nights he says nothing. But every night he looks at me so intensely that, even thinking about it gives me chills. For those seconds it is a pure connection. He does not break the stare until I do and Angel sits there in silence as if a prayer were being recited as Ignacio and I engage in this look. In that moment we are completely "plugged in". It is the feeling of pureness and love and all that is wonderful. It is a moment of being completely present with Ignacio in a way that is so powerful it is almost silly to try to write about it. Casey called it, "like being very close to the Source" and it is so true. It has become something sacred not because we make it that way but because it is.