Monday, June 13, 2011

Who am I?

A motherless daughter.  An orphan at 53.

She looks at herself in the mirror and wonders Who she is, and Who she is supposed to be.  

She asks herself how can {she} honor her parents.  And it pains me.

She isn't living for herself.  She is wrapped up in someone else's perspective.

I think of how her fears seem to grow as she ages.  I cringe.

How can life's joy be so limited?  Is it?

She is {practically} done with raising a daughter and she sees something different in child-raising as she watches her daughter raise her own child.  Freedom to live.  

It seems pretty strange that she would be encouraging of this when she can't even receive that {Grace} for herself.  Yet, I see that she wants to - she's trying.

Does losing our parents in our fifties make it any easier than if we lost them in our twenties?

Or, how about in our childhood years when a parent doesn't die, but moves away and we think he might as well have died...

In my thirties I can see the struggle she faces.

I'm trying {desperately} to live my own story.

Even as My Story weaves with other people's stories, I am Seeing that there is *Freedom* when we live in the space of our own uniquely-created lives.

There is purpose in the freedom of living our own story.  

I hope my mom can See it, too...




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Gratitude for Unwrapped *Gifts* of {Grace}...

...growing in the space of now...

...Freedom to live My Story...

...understanding my Groom more through our Boy-Man...

...the {Grace} to be a Mama...

...the Freedom to forgive myself...

...how I grow from the people in my life - every day...

...Seeing how My Story - my past - has purpose for Today...

...inspiration from a small-Boy-Man and his *Courage*...


2 comments:

  1. Live your own story. That's something better learned early in life - your something to hold on to through all the years, rather than reflecting someone else's. Even if you don't think you have your story figured out yet (but you do!), at least you know it yours.

    Grace to your mom.

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  2. I'm learning many of the same things, especially "the space of now". Bless you for sharing these insights!

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