*
When she was a baby we called her “The Wild Woman of Borneo”


You could not keep clothes on her.
You could not keep her clean.
She would start screaming and we’d load her into the stroller and walk the wide, flat, florida beaches for hours until she’d finally pass out.
*
She has not changed.
*
She knows no fear, feeds on evil, and is hell bent for leather.
*
You are allowed to try to raise them right. You are allowed to know you failed. You are not allowed to know how you did it wrong. You are not allowed to know what might help.
You may despair.
You may rend your garments.
You may gnash your teeth.
You may wail.
You may yet hope.
*
May you be safe.
May you be at peace.
May you be happy.
***
Advertisements