Thursday, 26 November 2009

Letting Go

When your babies are swaddled in your arms and your mind is swaying between bliss and the fear of postpartum depression finding your bedroom, you don't consider that perhaps one day this child will spend most of their grown up life living separated, far away from you. It's difficult to put into words and it is most certainly a test in mental strength, but somehow you remain filled with a powerful confidence that the bond you share with your daughter or son is made up of sheer 'forever love'. My Egypt Girl; the least likely of my four children to ever wander beyond the neighborhood has become a world traveller with an adventurous heart. Who knew that a lot of life was going to be about 'letting go'? And marvelling. LPxo
Photo: CRIS BOURONCLE/AFP/Getty Images - Globe and Mail

4 comments:

Linda at Lime in the Coconut! said...

Oh so true. So bittersweet. So poignant.

sinnlighet said...

It is strongly to be a parent. I have a son who is addicted to drugs, and it is my reality. It hurts, but life must move on ...

Hugs from your Swedish blog friend

Cote de Texas said...

I'm not marvelling yet. I am still grieving.

Kitty said...

Holy Crap. I can hardly stand to watch him get on the school bus in the morning. How will I ever survive what you described?!? Beautifully conveyed. xo kitty