Monday, August 27, 2012
So I know it's been a while, but between my last post and now, I had our baby! It was quite the adventure, but in the end our wee one was born healthy, very active and very hungry!
And in her lies such tremendous hope...a breaking point...the chance to break a pattern and change things.
I look at her and want nothing more than show her life and let her live it and see her already definite personality develop and blossom, not be squelched and tried to be squeezed into a box.
She'll know what a true hug actually feels like and the love and understanding it carries, not something that happens after a spanking.
She'll see our arms and shoulders as places of understanding comfort which she can come to, not as places of judgement.
She'll know what it's like to be asked what's wrong before she has to say anything, not feel as though she has to hide problems for fear of nothing but heaped upon guilt for feeling a certain way.
She'll be able to feel like she can explain things that she did, not the hopelessness of blanket and uncompromising reprisal.
She'll know what it's like to have our support in whatever she chooses to do with her life, not the crushing of one dream and desire after another.
I want her to see the world as full of hope and future, not a bleak wilderness.
I want her to never wonder what unconditional love is.
I want her to have what I didn't.