sacred spaces

saturday i left work exhausted. sunday i left work frustrated. yesterday i left work in love.

with my job. with life. with the darling (new) family i had cared for that day. mom is french. dad is from argentina. they met in switzerland while getting their phDs. they have a new baby girl. and they are in love. with each other. with her. how do you describe the feeling you get while watching a new mother watch her baby? how lucky am i to be welcomed into such a sacred moment and space?