Waiting for Family

Along the line of being uninspired with regards to poetry…I recently wrote the below poem for a girl that I had never met who is facing challenges on the road to parenthood.

Heart wide open
Hands longing to hold
That one precious life
That little being
Who is to become
Family.

Inevitably, an open heart
Leads to vulnerability
Exposing depth of character
Testing the very essence of being
Shaking confidence in self.

The road is long
Travel is hard
But knowing the destination
Makes the journey sweet
Because at the end is
Family.

Roads are also twisted
Sometimes unable to see
Beyond the bend ahead
Destination hidden from sight
Testing ones’ faith.

There will be pain
Scars will testify to this
But the strength
That results from trial
Is all worth the joy of
Family.

Encountering people who cannot conceive always makes me feel guilty. I never wanted to be a parent in this imperfect world. Sure enough, so many of the fears I had and reasons that I did not want to bring a child into this world are proving warranted and true. This is counterbalanced by the extreme love I feel for my Liam and the extreme joy that he brings me with his amazing personality and crazy antics.