I made it through the colic days and the
multiple stitch stage.
I thought I could claim success. You have survived, and
quite well at that.
With a great deal of encouragement
from both your father and me,
but mostly a task of your own doing, you have
grown into a fine young man.
As a mother, I can do so
little now.
I look back and think the past was such a breeze.
THIS is the time
to try a mother’s soul.
But, without a doubt, without
a faltering thought,
I will always love you.
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my
blood,
I was the instrument that brought you to this world.
Your life is the
reward of that sacrifice.
And what a wonderful reward
you are!
I know deep in my heart and in the marrow of my bones
that you will
always treasure that “reward”
by passing on to your family
the same duty, honor, and love
that has been given to you.
You know value.
And you are
the most valuable thing you own:
A priceless asset, who I am proud to call my
son.
Obviously, devoted to each other. Lovely poem. What an example of unconditional love. Believe it or not, every parent isn't capable of this. Wonderful post.
ReplyDeleteYou write so much about your family, it's nice to have a picture of them. Your son, handsome, his family very sweet looking and you look radiant. I guess that's what our kids can do for us. Of course, when mine aren't o.k., I can look quite old... I have more difficulty dealing with their challenges now that they're older than when they were small. They are eveything to us, aren't they? Thank you for insight into another mom's path!
ReplyDeleteYou know it, Elise. We soar when they are happy and fall into the deepest sinkhole when we can do nothing to relieve their pain. Right now we are about to leave for the vet's to say good-bye to my daughter's cat. She inconsolable right now because this is her decision, one she has been dreading for quite some time. I'm helpless. More later.
ReplyDeleteOh my Goodness. I remember how kind you were when I lost my two girls last fall. I also remember your daughter's cat struggling last fall. I'll be thinking about all of you. Bless you. Maybe you and your daughter know the story of Rainbow Bridge?
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