An ode to love

Antony, Wyatt, Bebe, Meagle

When my children were babies, I looked into their eyes and wondered who they would become. They had an unfolding future that was unimaginable to me. I worried for the world they were growing up in and for the people they might become. I didn’t know how I would get through the terrible-twos and the even-more-terrible-teens. But gazing into their little faces, full of possibilities and potentials, I fell in love with each them. And now my children are 18 and 21 years old, all the imagined futures are past, and they are adults; fine people. I am so proud.

2 thoughts on “An ode to love

  1. Mama Bear February 14, 2010 / 12:23 PM

    Full kudos to you and your inner strength. I admire you greatly.

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