Love, there’s all kinds. Love for your spouse, love for your parents, love for your friends, love for your pets, love for your God, but the love of your child, well that’s a love that is so incredibly complex it transcends words.
I love my children to the point of pain.
I love my children beyond reason.
I love my children beyond myself.
I love my children with every fiber of my being.
Tonight as I sit in my daughters home babysitting her four dogs and two cats, the love I feel for this strong, beautiful, intelligent child of mine almost hurts. I look around at the home she’s built on her own. Her eclectic sense of style envelopes me like a great big hug. I think of her coming home to her little family after an incredibly long day of work, to face all the responsibilities that come along with home and pet ownership…..all on her own. The pride I feel is out shadowed by a strange sense of heartbreak. Although I love her independence, I pray for someone to come into her life and share both the beauty and trials she will encounter on this journey.
So I lie in her bed surrounded by her devoted pet family and I pray….
Dear God, please protect my baby, stand beside her always, keep her strong and healthy, dry her tears, lift her up, and if it’s your will bring someone into her life to ease her burden and fill her heart, for you know exactly what it’s like to want what’s best for your child, after all you gave your life for it.