The Heart

The heart wants what the heart wants. For me, that was to parent. I love being Mommy. ... Ma, Mama, Mom, Mother. Whatever the title, if it is said in love... that's all that matters. But I have to confess, I love Mommy most. Maybe it is because I didn't call my own Mom that for very long. She was always so serious. We had a different relationship, I guess, and it makes me a little sad sometimes. I love my Mom very much, of course, but some relationships don't work out quite like we think they will.

I want Lil M to know that I am "Mommy" for always and forever. I will help fix the booboos and take as much hurt away as God will allow. And my prayer is that she and I always have that closeness. That she just knows that I'm her rock (me and her Father God), and her support.

Last night, we went to the movie after dinner. Lil M curled up on my lap and watched most of it. Just the way she curls up on me and hugs me... it's the best feeling in the world. And like this morning, I was able to give her the option to stay home with T today... or go to school (daycare). She said... I want you to stay here with me Mommy. :) Now, I know it wasn't 'cause she didn't want to hang with T. She ended up doing that... but she chose me. That makes my heart sing.

I praise God, through whom all blessings flow, for the life I lead. God gave me my heart and my heart needed to go down a different path than most. But for me, it's just natural. It is the right way.

Anyway, I could wax eloquent all day... or something like that, right?!!

Peace.