Throughout the years as they grew up they all proved that they had their own thoughts, not always the ones I may have chose for them, but nevertheless they each had their. There were days when I wondered if any of them remembered that I was the Mother and they were still supposed to depend on me to help them with their thoughts and needs. Most of the time they made good choices all by themselves ( of course I was ALWAYS by their side just in case they still needed me to help them out with a thought). I can rememeber so many times when they were little I would tell them it was time for them to "STOP" growing, their reply was "Mom, we can't do that", as if they really believed I thought that was possible. I know that "I housed their bodies" but I also know that those bodies that I had to disconnect from are three of the most precious bodies that I will ever know in my lifetime. "I love you three with my whole heart and soul and always will".
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams...
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams...
~ Kahlil Gibran
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