Robert Duncan, American artist, 1952
Dear Father, this time is nearing an end, and I’m not ready yet! Today the ‘little years’ flood my mind with sweet remembrances and a deep feelings of loss at their passing; I lift those feelings and fears up as a sacrifice of praise to You, Lord!
There were stories my mom used to tell me of how she couldn’t nurse me and the sadness she felt…not enough milk…how she cried out to God in the shower. As a teenager I didn’t really understand what a invaluable, precious time that is between a Mama and her babies. Now as a parent, I look back and rejoice in the miracle of our children’s births and the time God allowed me to revel in my happy place as a mother of children in a safe and loving (though imperfect) home, rocking, singing, and praying over each of our little ones. I purposely lived it to the full.