ripple in s3ll water, s3rred in my belly. My baby's first undeni-
able movement. A quiet reassurance, we are in this together.
At that moment, I realized that pregnancy is not just about
preparing for a baby. It is about growing into a mother. Just as
the maple unfurls its leaves in its own 3me, I, too, could trust
in my own unfolding.
Spring carries an undeniable urgency, buds burs3ng open,
vines stretching toward the sky, but it also teaches pa3ence. A
maple tree does not rush to shade the earth overnight; it
knows that growth cannot be hurried. One a#ernoon, I sat
beneath that same tree, its branches now fully adorned with
48 HOOK
"There is such a
special sweetness
in being able to
participate in
creation."
Pamela S. Nadav
