Beauty is in the imperfections

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Friday, April 1, 2011

To My Child

In my ASL class Thursday, we started to learn the signs to apply to our family. And during one of the dialogs that we use to practice the signs we are learning, a question came up asking if you wanted kids. People think the automatic answer to the question for any woman would be yes. But to be honest I am hesitant. I know I want kids, I’ve felt it every time I see someone’s baby or a little kid running around my church. At the same time though, I fear that I wouldn’t be a good parent. ( Odd I’ve yet to graduate college and I’m happily single and I’m worried I won’t be a good parent…go figure *shoulder shrug*)

But it got me thinking what would I say if I could met my child for a few seconds and talk to them? Honestly I’m not sure but I think, it would go something like this poem I penned while thinking about it.

To you my child,
I write these words
Hoping they find you
In good health, or at least
You will be slightly okay, better
Than I was doing at whatever age
You find yourself reading this.

I hope you know that
I love you, that I show
It to you in new ways every
Day, because everyday before
You got here on this planet, I
Swore up and down that I would
Treat you right.

I pray that you are
Everything you want
To be, that I’ve taught you
The importance of a penny saved,
The pride of hard work, and most of
All,the endurance to chase your dreams to completion.

I know that
I hope that you
Are always smiling more
Than you are crying, for life is
Never quite as easy as we like. I pray
You never doubt the love of the Father and
The Son and that you will always be wrapped
In there love.

But most of all,
The thing I wish you
Most to know, is that I will
Love you through the playful
Summer and during gentle Fall,
On the nights of sorrowful Winter, I hold
You close whispering how much I love you, and
During gleeful Spring afternoons I’ll dance with you
Through fields, letting our laughter mingle as I yell to
The skies how much I love you.

So my child,
Where ever in time
You may be, know that
No matter what I will always love you.