Don't give up....Let go....
Don't give up....Let go.... Sometimes I want to give up. I'm so tired, not strong enough, brave enough or organized enough to be the mom of a miracle. It's a privilege and a challenge wrapped in paper work, headaches and messes.....Beautiful messes. Then I hear it....a soft, sweet voice... "Don't give up. Let it go." "Just let go.....Know your children are mine. I've lent them to you.....To parent not perfect. Perfection is a delusion." When it takes everything I have not to throw in the towel I remember, I don't have to white knuckle my problems (and trust me, it's problems I've got.....). I can let them go. Be broken and remade. "I don't want to be rescued....I want to be redeemed"......Scary thought, right? "I don't want to be RESCUED , I want to be REDEMED !" *"redeemed": to make (something that is bad, unpleasant, etc.) better or more acceptable. Being rescued would be