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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Kanga


I love how he holds on to me.

I am his mama.

He is my little Roo.

He knows that he is always safe in my arms.
What a privilege to have such a responsibility.

Someone told me last week that the way I am with him is amazing.

That I am always there for him.
That I was born to be a mother.

I don't know if I was born to be a mother.
But I do know that I was born to be his mother.


And I was born to be her mother.

And she was born to be his sister.

How blessed I am.

1 comment:

  1. This is absolutely beautiful. I will come back to it, time and time again when I forget myself during the sometimes tedious long working days.

    Thank for putting this up.

    I love you.
    Me.

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