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To my beloved momma

I ache with deep love for you.

If I could rid you of your suffering I would.

Sometimes I feel I would take it on.

Sometimes I feel

I would actually take it on

so you didn’t have to.

And I realize that I have always tried,

to protect you.

My love for you runs so deep

that your suffering feels like my own.

I wish I could make people do what they should have done for you.

I wish I could make people realize that they were wrong.

I wish I could do that.

You know what I love?

I love your laugh.

So much.

You have such a robust laugh, full of life and joy.

I always loved being in my room or down the hall and

hearing you laugh from your room.

And I love your cooking.

So delicious and

so full of love.

I love how much our relationship has grown

as I have gotten older.

In some ways,

it feels like what I have always wanted.

Thank you for carrying me

and for bringing me into this world.

Thank you for living your journey as authentically as you can.

Thank you for being healthy.

Thank you for doing your best.

Thank you for sticking around, no matter what life has brought you.

Thank you for healing.

Thank you for loving me.

I love you back.

Billions.

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This is a collection of both an archive and present day musings. Archived stories of past B on the journey of evolution mixed in with current desires to share processes, thoughts, discoveries and tools used on the journey of self-discovery, creative embodiment and remembering my wholeness.