We are all, just almost the same.
I've been thinking and talking a lot about what Glennon says. "There is no such thing as other people's children." I believe this with my whole heart. The children that are in my life, the ones that have passed through, the ones who will be with me until my final breath, or theirs, all of them, are all of my heart.
They are all, just almost the same. Children of my body, children of my heart.
Two of the children that lived in my home, and in my heart, are now gone. One murdered by gun violence, and one lost to suicide. Both young teenagers. I mourn along with their families, and I tell their stories, because their stories should be part of all of our stories.
Our stories are all, just almost the same.
But these two stories in particular: the child who loses their mother, and the mother who loses their child - these are two of the greatest, tragic love stories that life ever wrote.
In the moment that I became motherless, in the moment where all of the oxygen left the room, I knew that a child should never live without a mother. It is a most sacred honor to be a mother to the motherless. But although there is no such thing as other people's children, I'm not sure it works so naturally the other way. A mother is a mother is a mother. My mother. My tether. Her mother. Her tether. I can't be the first mother to my daughter who misses her first mother; there is no replacement for that. But I hope and pray that I can be the best first, second, other, birth, adoptive, foster mother that I can be. Because once I was taught to be mother, to all of the children, by my mother.
We are all, just almost the same. Because love.
We are all, just almost the same.
I've been thinking and talking a lot about what Glennon says. "There is no such thing as other people's children." I believe this with my whole heart. The children that are in my life, the ones that have passed through, the ones who will be with me until my final breath, or theirs, all of them, are all of my heart.
They are all, just almost the same. Children of my body, children of my heart.
Two of the children that lived in my home, and in my heart, are now gone. One murdered by gun violence, and one lost to suicide. Both young teenagers. I mourn along with their families, and I tell their stories, because their stories should be part of all of our stories.
Our stories are all, just almost the same.
But these two stories in particular: the child who loses their mother, and the mother who loses their child - these are two of the greatest, tragic love stories that life ever wrote.
In the moment that I became motherless, in the moment where all of the oxygen left the room, I knew that a child should never live without a mother. It is a most sacred honor to be a mother to the motherless. But although there is no such thing as other people's children, I'm not sure it works so naturally the other way. A mother is a mother is a mother. My mother. My tether. Her mother. Her tether. I can't be the first mother to my daughter who misses her first mother; there is no replacement for that. But I hope and pray that I can be the best first, second, other, birth, adoptive, foster mother that I can be. Because once I was taught to be mother, to all of the children, by my mother.
We are all, just almost the same. Because love.