They weren’t kidding when they told me that the days are long, but the months and the years they fly by. This one is turning 5 years old tomorrow. Happy Birthday to you dear one, but honestly happy five years to me! I can’t believe the journey. I spent half her life slingin’ it single mom style in NYC. Happily that time is in the past and I almost cry when I think about how hard some of those days were. We’re in sunnier days now but sometimes I feel like crying for how quickly it’s passing me by. I just can’t bottle it. This thing called childhood. With it’s sweetness and own special kind of sorrow. She’s truly my light. And brings such joy to my days. They also say that we don’t choose our children but that our children choose us. I count myself lucky to be chosen by this curious and confident little human to be her mama. I feel like I won the kid lottery. I think of this quote always but especially when I celebrate my Aven that came through me but not from me…
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
The past five years have been long. And yet they’ve flown by. I try to cherish it all, the quickening and the happening of this little life that I’m so lucky to be witnessing and relishing in.