Sadness . . .

Just when I think there's hope of reconciling with my kids, something goes haywire. I almost despair that things will ever get better. All of us have been hurt so badly that I wonder if it's possible to rebuild the relationship between us while they are still young . . . Sometimes, I almost give up. I said almost; today I will hitch up my life and keep trying Today I will wipe my tears and trudge ahead. So here's my prayer... Oh Great Spirit, be my wisdom in the hard decisions; and when I can't be with my kids, remind me that YOU are always there. Help me to trust them to your Omnipresent care. Grandmother, please guide my precious child and let her hear your voice. I entrust her to your wisdom. This is Taryn. She is an innocent in this mess. I love you so much baby. Love, MOM

You are perfection
Little child~creation of my heart.

As I watch you run and play
Your innocence enthralls me.

I see wonder and discovery when I look at you.
I feel your intensity.

Everything you do
Is touched with your soul~absorbing
And I realize
That's how it should be.

You are loved.
I will protect you with my life.

by me... March, 1992