My Life

I am the mommy of Michelle, Ashleigh and Samanthia. The state of utah snatched them from me in July of 2001. The Last time I was allowed to see them was January 8, 2002. Not a day goes by that they are not in my thoughts. They were sold out of foster care here for financial insentive. I miss you three so much and can't wait til the day you can come find me.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Is this Child not mine?

 Is This Child Not Mine?   
       By T. A. Mennie      February 16,1997
 If you can tell me at which point in time my child became not mine, tell me?
 If you can tell me that the child that grew inside my body, born form love, became not mine, tell me.
 When did his genetics his DNA become not mine, tell me?
 When does he not become a part of my heart, soul, my very being, tell me?
 No judge, no law, can now or ever make my child not mine.
 He may have been raised by another Mother, but he will always be mine.
 I shall always exist within him.
 Whether or not he knows it, believes it, or acknowledges it.
 I am a part of my son, he lives and breathes because I loved him.
 I wanted him. I have missed all of his growing up.  I miss him now.
I am his Mother, I am just "Not" the Mother that raised him.
 My son may never call me Mother, but that does not change who or what I am to him.
To be called Mom is a gift, only he can give.
Yes, I know we do not own our children.  But I don’t know one Mother, biological or adoptive, that does not refer to the child she raises, as MY CHILD.

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