so here’s the thing
being a good mom means slowly working yourself out of a job
there is a bit of built in obsolescence
they are supposed to leave us
they are supposed to find their own way
they are supposed to make their own life
we would not have it any other way
BUT
what if the day they were born you felt more right than at any other time in your life
what if all the good stuff you found out about yourself was because of them
what if every moment you wanted to do a half way job you saw their example of hard work and determination and bravery and
that example made you try harder
and you wanted them to be proud of you too- so you did your best because they were watching
and when you were less than perfect they somehow loved you anyway
and forgave you
what if every lesson worth learning was learned through them
what if every day was better-SO MUCH BETTER- with them in it- their energy , their humour, their eternal optimism and hope, their natural beauty and earnest questions
but you aren’t allowed to make them stay
