Emerald Orchid
01-26-2012, 08:18 PM
Ann Vonskamp wrote this as her 16-year old son leaves home and heads to Indonesia.
I remember when you were small enough to hold in my arms, warm against me, this sun bathed stone, us engraved into rock here. I hadn’t known how fast the wings would come and that you would fly into the dark, into the sun, and so soon. That when you became a man, I’d feel so empty – and so very fulfilled. I wish we had read even more books.
What a parent wants to say before a child leaves http://www.incourage.me/2012/01/what-a-parent-wants-to-say-before-a-child-leaves.html
I may have bawled through the whole thing. :O
I remember when you were small enough to hold in my arms, warm against me, this sun bathed stone, us engraved into rock here. I hadn’t known how fast the wings would come and that you would fly into the dark, into the sun, and so soon. That when you became a man, I’d feel so empty – and so very fulfilled. I wish we had read even more books.
What a parent wants to say before a child leaves http://www.incourage.me/2012/01/what-a-parent-wants-to-say-before-a-child-leaves.html
I may have bawled through the whole thing. :O