 In a few hours, this little guy is coming to visit his Nana. With all that's going on in the world, my Ferocious Mama Lion instincts kick into high gear just thinking about him. I want the world he grows up in to be devoid of hate (...I know this is an impossible wish). I want the people of the world to be kind to him (...again, completely unrealistic). A part of me understands that if he never faces challenges, he will never grow strong. If he doesn't experience things in life that give him some rough edges, he will never learn how to tap into the real power that as of now merely lies dormant inside of him. He cannot know love without some heartbreak. There are so many things I wish I could protect him from. I know that even if I could do that, however, I shouldn't. *sigh*
Mostly, he just embodies the word "Hope" for me and every time I see him, he teaches me new ways to define the word "Love" in my heart. His story has barely started and I can't wait to see what he will write onto this world. When the dark of the world threatens to choke the life out of me, I look for those who shine...like this tiny human who holds my heart in the palm of his little hand. May all of you find your own places of light. Love, A.
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I grew up in rural North Carolina. When I was only nineteen, I moved away and became a military wife. My only aspiration at that tender time in my life was to create an adult life that "fixed" all of the "injustices" of my childhood. Secretly, however, I wanted to reach for the sky! I wanted to be a writer and find ways to "save the world" (my mother used to say, "You have Save the World Syndrome".). Mostly, I wanted to matter. Archives
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