For Lana The MidLife Queen
With mischief in his eyes and sometimes without words, the tow-headed toddler says, “Chase me, grandma, catch me, before I get hurt”
With speed in her step and the grace of a deer, the pre-adolescent soccer player says, “Cheer for me mom, maybe I’ll score a goal”
With courage and more certainty than even mom has sometimes, the high-school senior says, "Help me, mom, help me choose a college so I can leave you... you’ve given me wings, now I must use them”
With a smitten glow and the magic of young love, the soon-to-be bride says, “Listen to me mom, I have all of the plans and the dreams and the magic of new love that somehow becomes real when I tell it all to you. Just listen, make my dreams real....this is my next step, isn’t it? I know it’s nearing midnight and it’s four months until the wedding, but the dreams are happening now, mom- you’re my connection to making it all real.”
With a caring, dignified smile and well-wrinkled hand, the grandpa/dad says, “I’ll watch now while you chase and cheer and choose and chat, and I’ll let you care for me more and more as I need that”
From her wheelchair, a trembling hand reaches up for a caring touch, a shared moment, “Just smile at me, assure me that someone will be there ...I’ll be OK..”.... sometimes without words, like the tow-headed toddler.
In their classrooms, the children say, “Teach us, please, so we can stay safe. It’s so hard to piece us back together after we’re shattered. Give us a shield of protection”
Like a solid rock in her foundation, the husband supports and shares all of the roles, sometimes without words, always there.
Funny how the one in the middle gets pulled and prodded in all directions.
Strange how only mom can chase and cheer and choose and chat and connect just right.
Like a cog of a driving wheel, a certain force propels all of the gears, each at the right speed, in the right direction. With the finesse and power of the cog, the other gears are mobilized to move their share, in their time.
Funny how that cog wheel always has enough strength and drive.
Strange how the pressure and pull somehow keep it on center.
Like a master crafter, the work is not done when the masterpiece is made, for each strengthening layer added and each coat of polish assures the long-term resilience. A roughening at the right moment followed by another shiny coat applied with love makes the light shine just right.
Funny how only the master crafter knows just how to make the beauty emerge.
Strange how that long-term nurturing is an essential part of the craft.
The one in the middle of the generations,
generates love, generates beauty, generates energy, generates knowledge.
The one in the middle is pulled and prodded and loaded down as she shapes the destiny of generations past and future.
She’s the essential link, the connection, the sounding board and strength.
A miracle, how her shoulders broaden to manage her load.
Strange how she wouldn’t have it any other way.
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