I Love You, Thank You For Being My Child…

Today you burst through the door to hug me first, before your brother could get to me.

Today you ran wild like a banshee and tore down a three curtains at the studio I dance at, (but do not own).

Today you told me I was beautiful when I wore my dancing clothes.

Today you cried on the floor for 10 minutes straight, ranting and raving that you did not win the Xbox race.

Today you asked for water to help calm your soul.

Today you lamented going into the grocery because you were too tired to move.

Today you threw socks at your brother and shoes at the door.

Today you screamed that you hated me and that the TV was an idiot.

Today you hugged me and told me you loved me and thank you for the new TV.

Today you asked to be read to and snuggled on my lap to hear the story.

Today you were so excited to pet our cat that you didn’t even care if you got scratched.

Today you grunted and balled up your fists in frustration and anger that things did not go your way.

Today you cowered in embarrassment, and refused to make amends.

Today you chose to take responsibility and own the mistake that you made.

Today you smiled with depth, and looked as light as a cloud in the highest of heights.

Today you ask me if you should look out the window, or take a rest in the car…. when I tell you one, you do the other, and explain why neither option is to be missed.

Today you ask me to heal your “knee cramp” and trust that I can do it as you stand in a Tree Pose and wait for God to work.

Today you reminded me that you are just me, and I am just you.  So together we can choose to make one hot mess, or one happy bundle of love.

Today you remind me that I chose you and you chose me, and we would both do it all over again if given the chance.

Today you remind me that children are the closest to Truth, and I should be mindful of the wisdom that you can impart.

Today you remind me that a hug is a healer, and “I love you” is my heart’s voice speaking volumes to yours.

Today you bless me with your tears and your raw emotion that comes from a desire to understand the world that we adjust to.

Today you gift me with your smile, your questions, your beauty, your love, your child trust, and your you-ness.

Tonight I look in on you in the semi-dark of a room that is lighted with night-lights on both sides to chase away the fear of children’s hearts.  I look at my children and I think to myself, that I am blessed.  I think that I would not trade any moment for the ones I have now.  I allow myself to revel in amazement that I have for these beautiful children who have gifted me with their presence, their being, their light.  I can only say as I look in on the beauty of their slumber that I love them, and I am so thankful that they are my children.

Tonight I mouth the words, then whisper, then speak out loud, “I love you, and I am thankful that you are my child”.  I speak their names and repeat as a mantra, “I love you and I thank you for being my child”.

I am blessed beyond reason, and gifted beyond explanation.  I am loved by the Divine, and I am thankful beyond measure.

I Love You and Thank You for being the You that You are.