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William Adolphe Bouguereau
Portrait of Gabriella, 1890
This winter has been a lesson in letting go. My children move on, inhabiting their lives, finding the path they are meant to walk. I want to hold them in my arms and tell them the secrets i have learned--that life is short and that love is sweet, even when it fails, that in their time, i wish them all the joy their lives can possibly contain, so much so that it spills out and inhabits those around them. I want them to know that they hold a place inside me that no one will ever dislodge.
There is no magic in this. It is only that I love them. And the letting go means that I trust them enough to let their wings loose in the world to soar as they should.
Heart outstretched
i find the pulse of you
moving through air
a soft weave against my cheek.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2014
Ah, Audrey, you know exactly how I feel. In this moment, we are the same.
ReplyDeleteAww--It is a hard thing---there should be a chapter somewhere in a parenting book about it. Keep wading through it--and thank you!
DeleteWho would have never how much a tiny being could mean to another? I have children, grandchildren and great grandchildren who enrich my life daily. I am so blessed that they all live near me.
ReplyDeleteYou are Judy!
Deleteahhh yes I know the feeling ... loved coming to your blog ...
ReplyDeleteThank you Celestial Dreamz!
DeleteWhat a beautiful wish for your children, Audrey. Letting go is hard, but undoubtedly what you taught them will travel with them for life.
ReplyDeleteI hope so Mary! I hope so!
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