Yesterday, I wrote about the guilt and sadness I have felt about being a bipolar mother. My hope is that my son has always known how much I love him and that my love will transcend some of my inadequacies. Today, I'd like to share some poems about mothers and children.
Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face.
"Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the place to make it well?
"You may have tangible wealth untold:
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be
I had a Mother who read to me."
~ Strickland Gillilan
"The mother-child relationship is paradoxical and, in a sense, tragic. It requires the most intense love on the mother's side, yet this very love must help the child grow away from the mother, and to become fully independent."
"Children are the anchors that hold a mother to life."
"A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts."