Today, I can say with confidence, “I am the Mother”
but my journey did not always look the way it does today.
There was a time when I was very sick
with a violent addiction
so very lost.
But because of Grace and Mercy
I, the prodigal daughter,
was allowed to return home.
Thus began my journey of learning
what love actually looked like
for the first time in my life.
And even though
this little girl had every reason in the world
to be angry,
accusatory,
and distrustful,
it was through this tiny being
that I began to understand
radical forgiveness
love with no limits
and the gift of unfettered joy.
Even knowing of my wretched,
unworthy condition
of having been that mother
who left her children…
my girl would
simply dance for me.
RubyT❁
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And this is simply beautiful, Thank you for posting it.