Love, the simplicity of it
At first, that is all we know
When our children enter our lives
Some of us learn early on
That things will be different
That our lives will take an unexpected turn
Some will find out later
That we must accept a new persona
And ask questions without answers, such as
Why
But some of our questions will be answered
In time
We will come to know
More about ourselves
Than we ever expected to
We know that we are vulnerable
No matter how many well-wishers
Revere our strength
We know how hard it really is
Love, the complexity of it
We know
That there aren’t any instruction books
Yet we keep reading them
We acclimate to our reality the best we can
And when we think of our children’s futures
Ultimately we will come to realize that
So much of what we know
Is what we don’t know
And we learn to live with that
Through it all, we come back to the one constant
That keeps us moving forward
When everything else is stripped away
The reason why we have been here all along
Why we do what we do
How we know
What we know
Love, the simplicity of it
Tanya writes TeenAutism
I love Tanya! :)
ReplyDeleteGreat poem Tanya! and so true.
ReplyDeleteI hear you.
ReplyDeleteOh, you're so right, so simple and so complex!
ReplyDeleteLove.
Yes, love.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Tanya.
ReplyDeleteTrue and beautifully put.
I love to contemplate simplicity, and your beautiful poem has let me do that. Thank you.
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I dedicate my recent blog to you and yours! Thank you. I will share this with my grad students (special ed, psych and counseling). It will make a difference!
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