there comes a moment in life as a parent
a moment of undiluted, focused clarity
when you see the child watching…
and you know…
you know that child is at once your mirror
and also your sponge….infinite possibility:
your chance to make a difference in this world
and if you’re lucky, you’ve noticed it early
because you’ve been watching her as well?
you’ve watched her wonder about lengthening shadows
and the furrows on your brow…
you’ve watched her wander aimlessly with a stick
zig-zagging behind, zen-like in mother-earth
a meditation garden of her own imagination…
you’ve watched her come into her self.
and to be completely honest,
there’s a celebration to be had there?
a welcoming home….in letting her unfold
and be who she will…whoever that is,
learning from the zigs and zags in that shifting sand
all the while offering her a hand to hold when she needs one?
there comes a moment in life as a mother…
a moment when you discover
the child that you’ve delivered…
can also deliver you ~
if you’ll let her.