To My Children

The following poem/reflections stem from ongoing conversations between myself and many of the 2013-2014 South Africa YAGM crew, conversations about empowerment, self-identity, and our future families.

Dear ones,

You are loved.
Do you know that?
I have not yet looked into your eyes
Or felt your hands wrapped in mine
Or held you in my arms
But you are loved.
I love you.
I haven’t read you bedtime stories
Haven’t dried your tears
Haven’t chased you around the house
just to hear you laugh.
I haven’t, not yet.
But I will.
Because you are loved.

You are beautiful.
Do you know that?
I haven’t met you yet
Haven’t wrapped your hair around my fingers
Haven’t watched your smile dance across your cheeks
But you are beautiful.
To me, you are stunning.
I haven’t seen your eyes, your nose, your toes,
Haven’t glimpsed your dreams, your loves, your soul.
I haven’t, not yet.
But I will.
Because you are beautiful.

You are smart.
Do you know that?
I haven’t listened to you sing, read, act, or laugh
Haven’t seen you create, puzzle, or reason
Haven’t seen you interact, deduce, or learn
But you are smart.
To me, you are ingenious.
I haven’t seen you manipulate your father and me
Haven’t watched you play in worlds of your own imagining
Haven’t witnessed your capacity to learn.
I haven’t, not yet.
But I will.
Because you are smart.

You are powerful.
Do you know that?
I haven’t heard you talk about your passions
Haven’t seen your eyes light up for something larger than yourself
Have no ideas about what will make your heat beat faster
But you are powerful.
To me, you are like a wave.
I haven’t seen you take the hand of someone in need of it
Haven’t seen you fighting silent battles
Haven’t seen the span of your heart.
I haven’t, not yet.
But I will.
Because you are powerful.

You are amazing.

You are extraordinary.

You are loved
Beautiful
Smart
Powerful
Amazing
And so, so much more.
I hope you know it.

I can’t wait to meet you.

Love,
Mom

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4 thoughts on “To My Children

    • Second that. As if I weren’t sniffling enough from my head cold. Rachel, YOU are loved, beautiful, smart, powerful, amazing…and I can’t tell you how grateful I am to have met you!

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