I've always been a fan of a good love story. But for most of my life the only kind of love that stirred my soul and kindled my imagination was the kind that led romance. If I saw myself falling in love as a kid it was always with some beautiful boy who would sweep me off my feet. When I fell in love with SW the Anakin/Padme romance played no small part in my journey to ultimate fandom.

But then...Something wonderful happened and a new hope entered my life when my baby emerged and landed like cupid's arrow on my chest. When I decided it was time to have a child. I had no idea that what I was signing up for was the greatest love story my life had yet to see. I am absolutely smitten with this little one. So much so, that I've considered climbing on my rooftop and shouting it to the world, but I hold back... just barely.
Now that my eyes are opened to the wondrous variety of love stories available in the world I can't help but notice anew the many layers of love at work in SW. Particularly the love that causes Anakin to break the chains of his Sith identity and step forward to save his son. It's a kind of love the Jedi feared and the Sith ignored, but ultimately it was a love that saved the galaxy. I'm so grateful to my daughter for opening my eyes to that even if thinking about it makes them a bit teary.

I'm also grateful that she lengthened her nap just enough to allow me the chance to go online and say I've missed you all and my little Jedi Junior is 14 weeks old tomorrow and doing great!

MTFBWY!!!