Wednesday, July 8, 2009

There Are No Words




There truly are no words to describe how I feel about this girl.
When I think that I actually had something to do with her being here on the planet, I am amazed. Watching her grow and turn into the incredible young woman she has become has been the ride of a lifetime. One I wouldn't trade for anything in the world.

Thinking of what she has overcome in her 18 short years is astounding; imagining what she can do in the future is mind boggling.

She fills my heart with joy; my days with laughter; and my life with meaning.

She's graduated now and will be moving on to tackle her future soon, but hopefully a little piece of her heart will remain at home with Mom.

She is my heart and I couldn't be prouder.
Getting the diploma - honours with distinction!


Ready for the big party.




With her best friend.



With her brother - the other one who makes me proud.



With the date. Handsome, yes?




Having fun.


Showing off the dress.



It's a great day!



With Clark, who passed away the next day.





Gorgeous.




I love you, T., and I'm so proud to be your Mom.
xo xo



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Wednesday, July 1, 2009

I'll Lend You A Child



I’ll Lend You A Child


I'll lend you for a little time
A child of Mine." He said.
"For you to love the while he lives
And mourn for when he's dead.

It may be six or seven years
Or twenty-two or three
But will you, till I call him back
Take care of him for Me?

He'll bring his charms to gladden you
And should his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories
As solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay
Since all from Earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there
I want the child to learn.

I've looked this wide world over
In my search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you;

Now will you give him all your love,
Nor think the labour vain
Nor hate Me when I come to call
And take him back again?

I fancied that I heard them say,"Dear Lord,
Thy will be done,
For all the joy Thy child shall bring,
For the risk of grief we'll run.

We'll shelter him with tenderness
We'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.

But should the angels call for him
Much sooner than we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes
And try to understand.


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