From my Instagram
Many of my friends have young kids who are dealing with either sleeping through the night, potty training or Kindergarten. In the meantime, I am dealing with a whole different set of worries.
Their willingness to jump into the future, I shall not discourage. Their knowledge of everything, I shall not rain upon. Their dreams, I shall not shatter. Their ability to handle despair as well as triumph, I shall not look down upon. Whatever it is, my job is to be here, as a possible beacon, because that's all I am supposed to do.
I don't really know what lies ahead, my boys. I don't know. But whatever it is that you do in your life, I love you to the other side of the Universe and down to the deepest of oceans and I am right here behind you. Whatever it is, someday, it will all make more sense.
A Song Of The Future. - Poem by Sidney Lanier
Sail fast, sail fast,
Ark of my hopes, Ark of my dreams;
Sweep lordly o'er the drowned Past,
Fly glittering through the sun's strange beams;
Sail fast, sail fast.
Breaths of new buds from off some drying lea
With news about the Future scent the sea:
My brain is beating like the heart of Haste:
I'll loose me a bird upon this Present waste;
Go, trembling song,
And stay not long; oh, stay not long:
Thou'rt only a gray and sober dove,
But thine eye is faith and thy wing is love.
Source - PoemHunter.com
Happy Parenting, People,
The journey is shorter than you think,