Today as I was unpacking more boxes from the move Ryder asked me if I ever had a diary. "Yes". Where is it? me: it's gone. Ryder: what happened to it? me: I burned it Ryder: what? in fire? how did that happen? ME: I burned it when we were at grandma's and I was letting go of a lot of my past. Ryder: but why did you burn your diary? Me: I was done with my past and I was ready to move on. Ryder: hmmmm
A bit later in the day I find this:
I was delighted. Tickled. In awe. Every moment I get to be a mom to these boys I heal and rekindle the "inner child" of me.
I want to always remember that love is the answer. That no thing, no action, no duty, no dogma, no requirement, no anything is more important than my divine expression of love for myself toward my boys. To ensure they always know this expression from me and they be allowed to flourish in their perfection. I nor they are not broken and they do not have to buy something in order to be loved or whole or worthy. They do not have to do anything but BE their truth and themselves and choose and create from that pure place.
Then what is created from these two beautiful beings will be shared graciously from a place of pure creation not of requirement to fulfill some arbitrary checklist or status.
Thank you for my journey with you my boys. Thank you divinity. Thank you universe. Thank you all who have collaborated on my path and continue. Thank you for my now. Thank you for my then and thank you for my forever. Thank you. I love you.
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