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A Mother’s Heart

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Before I had my son, I didn’t know I could love as much as I do now. Friends kept asking me, “What changed?” and during my son’s early months, I couldn’t answer them. I think the change came gradually. Before I knew it, everything that I did was because of my son and for my son. My thoughts and life purpose is consumed by him.

I never knew love as pure and as overwhelming as I look upon my son. He has become not only my world but my life. Sometimes when I hold him, hug and kiss him, I feel as if my heart is going to burst from so much love for him. I think all mothers would agree with me when I say that our heart has grown exponentially just to accommodate this humongous love we have and feel for our child/children. I look at my son and I could see all of my hopes and dreams in this little guy. He has become the personification of all my hopes and dreams. It’s like falling in love for the very first time. The kind of love that you discover the first time, without any pain and heartbreak.

Like all mothers, I know I will never get tired of my child. He, along with his father, is the love of my life and my world. I know nothing is perfect but my life now with my son is close to it. It doesn’t, and will never, get any better than this.

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Little Angels

I just learned that a dear friend lost her baby and it is by far the saddest news I have received these past months. I cannot begin to comprehend the amount of pain my friend felt upon hearing the news and I have no words that are good enough to comfort her. This poem is wholeheartedly dedicated to her and to all the moms (and dads) who lost a child. No one should ever go through that kind of experience but these people do and I hope they know that they are not alone. We may never know how painful this experience is for them but we will always be here to listen, hug, and to simply be there for them.

How do you
comfort
a mother
who isn’t?
There will never
be the right words,
right affection,
right hug
when a life
has been torn,
when no explanation
has been said.
A love in
its purest,
ethereal,
transcendent;
a love
beyond
time
deep
raw,
true;
a bond
that will never break,
a bond
even death
cannot severe.
When her pain
runs deep,
when her womb
refuses to forget
how can you comfort
a mother who isn’t?
How can you comfort
the strongest person
she will become?
She is all beauty
grace,
and splendour now
as what was lost
will forever
watch over her.