I sat at work and and realize I am having a tougher time with her AA then she is... Is it wrong to be a parent who wants their child to get better? I wrote this to my child in hopes she will one day know what I felt as she went through this ordeal.


MOTHER’S LOVE


Everyday I fight to be the person she needs me to be
When deep inside I feel like I am dying
Lost in a world between life and reality
I sit and hope she is stronger than me
This person I birthed has learned to fight
Just as she did when learning to ride a bike
Each day I watch her be strong for me
I wonder can she see through me ?
Does she know that I cry in the morning and the evening too
The only person I will love besides God for eternity
I would die for this child without a second glance
Give up a limb, walk with a limp, hell I would not care
She lives with my heart, my soul, the very existence I am
Most people don’t love enough
I cherish the days with this girl who brightens them up
As a mother I think where do I begin?
Through time I realized it doesn’t matter where I start
I just never want it to end
So as my days go by and the light seeps in
I realize what I have become my child’s best friend
The strength she holds is the hand I held
The one too small to cross alone
Now I sit and I watch her sleep
I kiss her face even as she sleeps
Now the day starts anew
And I realize
I am a mother that’s who!