How do I?

Sam, Mommy and Hank...
Originally uploaded by juliejordanscott

Sometimes I worry about Sam knowing how much I love him. My love affair with him has always been strong - but in the past little-bit-of-time, I have felt frustration brewing.

Right now, he and Emma are snuggled together on the sofa watching "A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving" because Sam adores all things Peanuts related.

This morning Katherine, Sam and I went to Hart Park and took photos and revelled in togetherness and Katherine snapped this shot. I love the light over my shoulder and kissing the top of Sam's head.

I know Elizabeth Barrett Browning wrote these words for her husband, Robert Browning - but I can't help but think they apply beautifully for Sam, too.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.