Yogawithhaley

To the boy that made me a momma:

I can't quite express how much you mean to me.
It's this feeling of overwhelming joy when you smile at me.
The way my heart melts when you wrap your tiny arms around my neck, or blow me a kiss.
The pride I feel exploding out of my chest when you learn something new.
I have never known a more beautiful (and difficult) experience than being your momma. I love you forever.

When I say Namasté, I am not just saying hello. I am addressing you with the highest regard of care and respect. I am acknowledging that the light of the universe resides within you, the same as it does within me. I am am trying to communicate that we are one, and I honor that wholeness we share together. So next time you hear me say Namasté, please accept that I do not say so lightly.