This is a poem for you, my daughter
whose renewed resolve for independence
caught me up last night
and I could not remember from there
that I matter to you
I lost sight of this
drowning in your strong vocal objections
your vehement denials
your who-cares dismissals
your wearying I-don't-knows
Arguing with you
furious, frustrated
surprised that our foundation of
love and life and years together
seemed so quickly discarded
I pushed back
hard in my pain and confusion
yelling at you in my despair
-- then I noticed the glimmer
fragile tears
forming in your eyes
immediately I realized there was so much
moving inside you
that I couldn't see it
that I had assumed wasn't there
and I was deeply moved
sad that I had helped
drive us to such a place
in my need for reassurance
from my limited perspective
I dropped to my knees and
drew you to me
holding you, I silently promised
that next time we enter this space
I will come from my faith garden,
the place inside me
that feels the depth, strength,
and endurance
of our connection
that knows the truth
of our love
I promise,
in the midst of this
tremulous turmoil of teenhood
and growing into parenthood
to step into my faith garden
to listen and speak from there
This is for you, Jessica,
my request for forgiveness
my promise for our future
MamaKasha
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