"Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of life longing for itself.
They came through you,
but not from you
and though they are with you yet
They are the sons and daughters of life longing for itself.
They came through you,
but not from you
and though they are with you yet
they belong not to you."
Kahlil Gibran
Kahlil Gibran
From early on, my children never felt like my possessions. I took my role as mother seriously, as an educator, nurturer, and protector. It was totally amazing to give birth to four children who would unfold into individual spirits possessing gifts and talents uniquely onto themselves.
Three boys and a surprise girl born on Mother's Day, bonded together supplying the family with rich memories and difficult challenges, teaching me the extraordinary dynamics of love and trust. These siblings grew me as much as I grew them.
There was never a good time to let them go, but go they must. Each traveling his or her own journey to become all they were meant to be, discovering all parts of the true self. The depth of love for these four shining stars sinks deeply within me, all the while knowing they never belonged to me.
Three boys and a surprise girl born on Mother's Day, bonded together supplying the family with rich memories and difficult challenges, teaching me the extraordinary dynamics of love and trust. These siblings grew me as much as I grew them.
There was never a good time to let them go, but go they must. Each traveling his or her own journey to become all they were meant to be, discovering all parts of the true self. The depth of love for these four shining stars sinks deeply within me, all the while knowing they never belonged to me.
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