Sunday, May 9, 2010
We all have one. So many moms. Some raise their children alone. Some give their children away. Some tragicly lose a child along the way. Some give all the monetary things they never had growing up. There is no right or wrong way to be a mom, the are lots of books on the subject but no real training beforehand.
I was a teenage mom. One day there she was, my daughter, tiny, looking up at me. Expecting what? I knew exactly nothing. Whose bright idea was this? We bumbled through. Two years later there was a son looking up at me. Then two more. Still, what did I know?
Now that I am old and wise, I know they were my greatest gifts, my inspiration, my heroes. They come to me...for advice...just to listen...for encouragement, for praise. And everyday they give me back...their magic.