i wish it were easier for
each one of my special gems
to adjust to newness and unknown.
they wonder where they might fit – –
if there’s a place reserved here.
some fighting past hurts of abandonment,
others disappointment and frequently tumultuous disruption,
and then there are overwhelming feelings
that the crowd might consume attention.
don’t they know love is limitless?
i wish they could feel enveloped
in the same rapture we do.
i wish, i wish… i pray
they’re assured this family is theirs.
***shared with Six Word Fridays: Wish
In other news, we met with our officient yesterday evening with the “bigs.” As he gave us sample vows and sentiments for our program, I felt myself verklempt as we discussed how our children would be included in the vows. There’s a beautiful passage for pledging our devotion to these new charges – about what is essentially an adoption of the heart. Our four. Those most affected by this union. Those who have tried over the course of the last few weeks to establish their positions in the household. And, who’ve countless times demanded proof of our loyalty to them. We’ve removed the “step;” I’ve always prefered a one level abode (and a heart makes no distinction). Yet, it is an odd time and certainly not the repose one might expect when all the planning is done and we are merely waiting for the day to arrive.