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.