Faith

There are days when nothing goes to plan.  Time goes too quickly and the allotted space of time I have to do my work is just not long enough.  Days when I feel too tired, from sleep disturbed by a small soul joining us.  Days when I don't feel good enough at anything.  Those days I wonder what life is all about as I fall short as wife, mother, artist.  Then I found this poem:

i began as the mother of babes.

and i mean that, for i was born then, too.

all of the me that had begun,

the wonderings and wanderings of my first three decades,

melted away in the faces of those new babies

and i was born anew.

i spent the next decade tending.

and tending, i did well. it was my thing, apparently.

i grew into it, and i loved every minute.

well,

you know that to be a gentle lie.

there were quite a few minutes of awful.  of anguish, even.

and so much comedy, uncertainty, dishevelment.

you know.

but now...

some of my babes are almost grown.

do not kid yourself about how quickly that happens.

do not kid yourself and do not miss a second wishing those

wonderfully intense, delicious early years away.

for it happens even as you are watching them.

they grow.

and as much as you need to lose yourself to care for those newborn babes, those littles-

when they have grown to your size almost-when their feet may be as big!-

it is then that you need to find yourself again.

you need to grow.

for then, as they come upon ten; at twelve maybe...fourteen certainly;

then you must find yourself in order to know how to guide them.  you must be the you

that you want to be,

so that the you they are growing up against and alongside, is the you that you want them to know.

for here's the thing:

in the end,

what you want for them most of all is to leave you.

to leave your house to become who they will be.

and when they are gone

who do you want to be left with?

my wish is that my own answer

is the me that was born out of mothering them.

and the man that's loved me all along the way.

by Tara Thayer

...and it instilled faith in me.  Faith to continue on this journey, faith that I am being true to myself and faith that I am enough....that I have enough love and energy to go round, and maybe I can take some of that for myself without guilt, or fear of failure.  

Today David and I have been together for fourteen years.  In that time we have supported each other to follow our dreams and we have achieved so much!  Top of the list are our beautiful children.  Recently heavy clouds have hung in front of my eyes but today I'm hanging out a rainbow to celebrate everything wonderful about our life together.