For a long time, I've questioned my beliefs from a religious perspective and have since called myself agnostic. I don't necessarily believe in any particular religion or god. I can't wrap my head around a religion or a god that would take a child from his mother. That would challenge someone's life the way mine has been challenged. I don't know that I can believe in a "God" who when I finally give in and pray to Him still brings my sons into this world too early. Still takes them from me when I cry to Him asking him to spare me the heartache...to keep my children here with me where they belong. There is no better place in the world for a child than in his mother's arms. There is no "plan" that anyone can convince me of that would explain why my sons are not here.
What I do believe is that eventually I will see my sons again. I have to believe that. It is the only way I can get through every day...believing that my angels are looking out for me and I will see them again. So I live each day, believing that, and believing that I can honor them with the person I am and that I can become.
I live each day with the philosophy that I can only do the best I can. I can still feel sad. I can still feel guilty. I can still be jealous and frustrated that my life isn't what I had expected. But I will also protect my family and friends. First and foremost, I will take care of me and honor my children. I deserve it and they deserve it. They deserve to know their momma will always take care of them. Learning how to parent children that are angels is nothing I ever thought I'd have to do...I'm figuring it out one day at a time.

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