Motherhood Meets Me

I dreamed so long of meeting her, to feel her warmth and wisdom, to experience her existence in all its glory. I envisioned her enveloping my life and allowing me to place her experiences in my diary of accomplishments. There was a time I came so close. But, it was taken away and another chance didn’t arrive for a couple of years.
I never imagined that she would not be a part of my life. I tried to picture my future without her grace and stature, but it was always a fuzzy image. I just could not see my life without her meeting me in some way.
When my son came home, I finally met motherhood. I hugged her and left tears on her shoulder as we pulled from our embrace. She and I were forever fused together.
I feel so much pride to know her and be a part of her never ending love, wisdom, and knowledge of how to raise a child the best way you know how- unconditional love.