dear child of mine

Dear child of mine,

I have dreamt about you my whole life long. I wonder how you feel, how you sound how you smell. I have visions of you. A smile, a laugh, even a cry. I wonder sometimes how to still believe. Will my dream come true or is this destined to not be? To believe is hard. It is trying. It is very painful. I have heard that we are given in life what we can handle. Am I capable of staying true to my dream? To not letting the fear divide me from my path? Is this a test of faith? A test of desire? Am I meant to mother? To raise a human being?

Dear child of mine, so far away yet closer then ever. Please give mr a break. Give us an indication that holding on is the right thing to do. Please, dear child of mine, come to be.


Post script-thank you Susan. It is ok to give in. Give up and just let it be. It is ok.....love is no less...it just is.