By: Jana Greene
I didn’t mean to keep them all to myself, honest.
There were two of them, and then later, three….and they brought so much joy into my life. Well, you see…I sometimes I forget that they are ultimately yours.
You trusted me enough to care for them, and I have taken good (but not perfect) care of them. Being one-of-a-kind, each of them were fussed over and coddled, adored and applauded. I made a lot of mistakes. You knew I would make mistakes with them, but you trusted me anyway.
Remember how I asked you for them before they arrived? I wanted my own long before you lent them to me. I guess I lost sight of whose they really are when I started making long-term plans for them. It’s easy to do, when you love them so much.
Sometimes, even now, I can’t believe you just handed them to me like that; priceless treasures, but you did. They are really beautiful, by the way. Thanks for sharing them.
Small and defenseless at first, strong and defiant as they grow. Oh, how I love them all.
Now, all these years later, it feels like you are wrestling them away from me, one clenched finger at a time, stealing them back.
Except that you are not stealing. They are rightfully yours, God.
Thank you for letting me be their Mom.
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And thank you for letting me have a mom as great as the one I was given.
I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life. ~Abraham Lincoln Seeing this picture reminds me of JUST how fast our “borrowed” time with our children actually is. I always tell folks, from the DAY they are born, you begin the process of letting go. And now, we release our precious ones into the world clothed in love, prayers, and hopefully whatever wisdom was able to penetrate through.
Thank you, (((Liz)))