In The Remembering
Without Prejudice
It's not always sad in the remembering. There is also peace, joy and beauty. I loved her, we loved her. When I play a special song I cry a little but it's not always a bad thing. I will always cry a little. A Mother's grief lies just under the skin. Cut it and it spills out. But the tears, thanks to wonderful Mother Nature, contain a sedative that calms. Otherwise we couldn't go on.
I have three other girls and I love them with a passion. They urge me on. They always have. They too are tender in the remembering and without them, well I can't imagine being without them. They give me hope. They shelter me from harm. They are always there for me and I consider myself a very rich and lucky woman.
I have known love like no other and for that I can't thank them enough. They are beautiful to me and their babies, what can I say. I didn;t ever realise there was such love in the world. It makes me a better person in the world as I am filled with love and not hate. I want a better world for them, I don't want them to go through anything like we have been through.
I always wanted kids, a lot of kids, and I was blessed and lucky to have them. And now as the family grows and grows I stretch out my arms to more and more. Even when I am by myself I greet others kids and want to hug and kiss them. I haven't met a bad one yet.
Children delight me in their wonder at the world, even a baby seems to be trying to make sense of the world. Their innate intelligence delights me, their curiosity, their sleeping faces, their naughtiness. My Mum was the same, she had 7 and forever after said,
"Kids ! I should have had a dozen !"
Kyle was the first and he was "My whole world" and one time when I ticked him off, he said and I quote at 3.
" Nana, I'n not your whole world anymore "
"Good", I replied, "Now get to bed, you little shit "
For ever after I was not happy until he was safe, warm and in a clean bed. Then and only then would I be satisfied. He's a Dad himself now and he is in love with his baby boy, devoted and I knew he would be. He cried when Andrej was born and immediately looked like a big powerful Man. no longer a boy.
We put a lot of pressure on him to turn out well, We the 5 little ladies that raised him. He thought he had 5 Mothers at the start and was confused. But we pushed him towards Yvette for the raising and supported her in that. He could not have been better off.
It's not always sad in the remembering. There is also peace, joy and beauty. I loved her, we loved her. When I play a special song I cry a little but it's not always a bad thing. I will always cry a little. A Mother's grief lies just under the skin. Cut it and it spills out. But the tears, thanks to wonderful Mother Nature, contain a sedative that calms. Otherwise we couldn't go on.
I have three other girls and I love them with a passion. They urge me on. They always have. They too are tender in the remembering and without them, well I can't imagine being without them. They give me hope. They shelter me from harm. They are always there for me and I consider myself a very rich and lucky woman.
I have known love like no other and for that I can't thank them enough. They are beautiful to me and their babies, what can I say. I didn;t ever realise there was such love in the world. It makes me a better person in the world as I am filled with love and not hate. I want a better world for them, I don't want them to go through anything like we have been through.
I always wanted kids, a lot of kids, and I was blessed and lucky to have them. And now as the family grows and grows I stretch out my arms to more and more. Even when I am by myself I greet others kids and want to hug and kiss them. I haven't met a bad one yet.
Children delight me in their wonder at the world, even a baby seems to be trying to make sense of the world. Their innate intelligence delights me, their curiosity, their sleeping faces, their naughtiness. My Mum was the same, she had 7 and forever after said,
"Kids ! I should have had a dozen !"
Kyle was the first and he was "My whole world" and one time when I ticked him off, he said and I quote at 3.
" Nana, I'n not your whole world anymore "
"Good", I replied, "Now get to bed, you little shit "
For ever after I was not happy until he was safe, warm and in a clean bed. Then and only then would I be satisfied. He's a Dad himself now and he is in love with his baby boy, devoted and I knew he would be. He cried when Andrej was born and immediately looked like a big powerful Man. no longer a boy.
We put a lot of pressure on him to turn out well, We the 5 little ladies that raised him. He thought he had 5 Mothers at the start and was confused. But we pushed him towards Yvette for the raising and supported her in that. He could not have been better off.
