How I Feel...

I found the following words (letter, song, prayer?) on this blog I was browsing earlier and it perfectly expresses how I feel as I parent through these very all-consuming days of childhood. Hard, busy, but worth every minute!

You are...

No matter how it seems sometimes

behind my weary eyes and sighs,
I love being with you.

You are perspective and pure joy.

You are bringing me to my knees,
exactly where I need to be.

You are beautiful, just as you are.

You are me. You are Daddy.

You are yourself, and that's my favorite part.
You are ours. You are His.
You are light and grace and warmth,
all wrapped up in skin and bone.

You are forgiving and unconditional.
You are examples to me of how to live.
Because you are everything I may have forgotten.
Things all covered up by the hardness of living.
freedom, joy, peace, dreams...you are.

You smell like it.

You live it.

You exude it.
You are love.
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They say I'll want these days back,
They go all too fast.
But I'm starting to realize I won't.
No, not the days.
I admit they're too hard and I'm tired.
I won't want the days.
But these tiny versions of you?
Yes, I will certainly miss those at times.
And I may even want you back this way.


But I'm looking forward to new versions of you,
to learning more of who you are.
More than all of that,
the looking back and the looking ahead.
I want to be here with you today.
With who you are, right now.