Almost Worship

But along with this pain, Adam brought with him a sweetness that surpasses anything I ever felt before he was conceived. It comes from looking at the heart of things, from stopping to smell not only the roses but the bushes as well.

It is a quality of attention to ordinary life that is so loving and intimate it is almost worship.

From Expecting Adam: A True Story of Birth, Rebirth and Everyday Magic 

by Martha Beck

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