Friday, June 26, 2009

Missing Susan

Sometimes I miss my little self- the one who flew headlong into life with her eyes closed, certain of safety and of being loved. I am forever endebted to my parents and relatives and church friends whose great and tangible love allowed me the gift of a carefree childhood. I am mindful tonight of how few children all over the world have that luxury in this day and age.

For little girls everywhere who not only don't have moms who lay their clothes out, but who do not have clothes or moms or rooms of their own-holding them close tonight in my heart.


donna said...

Dear Susan, this was a lovely post. Hope your mom reads it. I wouldn't be surprised if some day your children write something like this about you and Shawn.

ArtCricket2 said...

Dear Susan,
Thanks for your joy, gratitude, exuberance for life and compassion for others. I hope those other little girls felt your presence last night.