I don't usually post images of myself. This is kind of hard... but good. This is who I am. Me. I took this just before my surprise Birthday Party - coat and scarf on ready to go hang out with my husband and look at photos with Wojtek and Michele.... the sun was pouring in the windows behind me before setting.... little did I know what the night had in store. Thank you to all of you for the lovely party. I was suprised!!!
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's
longing for itself.
They come through you but not from
and though they are with you yet they
belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not
For their souls dwell in the house of to-
which you cannot visit, not even
in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek
not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries
you are the bows from which your chil-
dren as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path
of the infinite, and He bends you with His
might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let you bending in the archer's had
be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.