The other day I had the privilege to sing on a funeral
it was for a young man,
younger than myself
who died of cancer.
I watched his family say goodbye to him
watched his mother lean on her loved ones
barely standing up straight
as she said her farewell by the coffin
then I went to get my son
took him aside
laughed and cried
at the same time
thankful that he is ok
the same night
i watched my son sleep
watched his tiny chest
moving up and down
just feeling lucky
and terrified
all at once
what If I loose him?
what If he looses me?
the agony and beauty
of being a mother
It all becomes so fragile
it all becomes so terrifying
but it all also
becomes so
beautiful.
Thank you
Love/ Mom
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