I was scrolling through my Facebook news feed last night when I spotted a post from my aunt. Her youngest is off to college this week and the nest is empty...at least for now. Looking at the pictures she posted of her daughter - one a kindergarten school picture and the other a snapshot of a mature young woman - my heart was filled with pride and sadness, as was her mama's. Bittersweet, indeed.
I've only just begun to comprehend the depth of those feelings with the birth of my daughter, Bhramari, in April. At four and a half months old, I'm already wistful for those newborn days...diapers approximately the size of postage stamps, sleeping anywhere and everywhere together, her cries and hands and toes delicate and new.
It seems a fitting time to share Unitarian Universalist minister Elizabeth Tarbox's meditation called "Mother's Day" from her book, "Life Tides." A sort of "empty nest" prayer, it also includes beautiful reflections for a baby blessing ceremony.
Your children are not your children,