Mothering large people through their transitions. Standing by.
Available to feed, or demonstrate some basic skill I somehow neglected to teach before. Such as how to remove toenail polish. Or to find the right mouth medicine. I brush my fingers through his or her hair as he or she lay curled up on my bed feeling small.
Available to listen on the phone to gut wrenching tears as I walk through the farmer's market looking for eggs and tomatoes. I listen to the sounds of my grown baby and tell her I'm glad she is smart enough to let it all out. I tell her that I'm willing to step into first string for as long as she needs.
Telling her this helps her feel strong enough to go to a picnic in Dolores Park.
I make an omlette for my big son and my bigger baby brother. Who is 42. In doing so I realize that I almost never cook anymore. It's such a nice way to express love.
I am alone now. Standing by for whomever needs me next.
There is no limit to my love.
There is no limit to my capacity to receive love.
Available to feed, or demonstrate some basic skill I somehow neglected to teach before. Such as how to remove toenail polish. Or to find the right mouth medicine. I brush my fingers through his or her hair as he or she lay curled up on my bed feeling small.
Available to listen on the phone to gut wrenching tears as I walk through the farmer's market looking for eggs and tomatoes. I listen to the sounds of my grown baby and tell her I'm glad she is smart enough to let it all out. I tell her that I'm willing to step into first string for as long as she needs.
Telling her this helps her feel strong enough to go to a picnic in Dolores Park.
I make an omlette for my big son and my bigger baby brother. Who is 42. In doing so I realize that I almost never cook anymore. It's such a nice way to express love.
I am alone now. Standing by for whomever needs me next.
There is no limit to my love.
There is no limit to my capacity to receive love.
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