The lyrics flowed in and around…
Your eyes have never seen the sun
You should know
That I am the lucky one
I get to be the one to hold your hand
I get to be the one
Through birthdays and broken bones
I’ll be there to watch you grow
I get to be the one”– (JJ Heller’s I Get To Be The One)
Betsy the sweet 5 year old asked me. Sitting two rows back, tucked behind her little sister, “Is this how you felt mama?”
Proudly I replied, “Yes, with each one of you… I get to be the one to hold your hand” as I named each of my children.
Gabbing with a friend on a nap-drive this afternoon, she and I reflected on the worries and concerns that plague a first time mother. She was gathering pertinent papers, booklets, and the like for a family member who was having her first child. *Oh those sweet months of preparing for the amazing human about to change your life.*
My heart aches thinking of all my hopes, dreams and fears as I ventured into pregnancy and motherhood. There is no same experience than conceiving and bearing a child from womb to arms to lap to side…This or these little human(s) that you spend the rest of your life nuturing and nourishing (my oldest is only 9 but it’s been an incredible nine years).
Mama, I’d like to urge you to remember again the hopes and dreams you had for your child as you saw your belly growing or as you were awaiting adoption… make renewed dreams and goals for your dear ones.
COVID19 has caused me to sit and remember, I am the lucky one… (and you are, too).
You get to be the one to hold your child, hold their hand, teach and train and all. What an honor and treasure you have there in your home.
Reflect: What are three character traits you cherish in your friends and how do you see your children growing into those three traits?
How about for you, parent? How are you nurturing love, peace and kindness?