After a week without my children I felt as it the blood had been drained from my heart. I felt empty. My children are not my whole world, yet they are such a large part of it. They set my daily rhythm, yet I find my own dance.
For the past 9 years I have stretched myself, to give and be the woman I want to and need to be for them, for myself. And then, suddenly, they are not there….. An empty space…. An empty nest….. A grief.
Finally, back in my arms, back in my care I feel a sense of joy and life force return to my heart space.
Sacred Motherhood. Not an easy job, yet the most important that I know,