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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Confident (07/05/07)

TITLE: This Mother's Heart
By Teresa Collins
07/07/07


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Spring brings a sign that everything is new, budding trees and the soft fragrance of flowers. I remember the feeling of joy and excitement I had as I heard the echoes of my newborn babyís cry. It felt like I would burst with all the love I felt inside. The gentle breezes blew and life could not have been better.
I look back and long for those baby steps that are gone forever.
This motherís heart overflows with the anticipation and love I had for my newborn baby boy.

The temperature rises with the hot summer wind. No longer a baby I watched my child grow and learn. A time of new independence and non-stop energy, those little eyes would look up to me and he would say, ďI love you mommyĒ. Words that still pierce my heart to this day.
I look back and long for those baby steps that are forever gone.
This motherís heart overflows with the anticipation and love I had for my little boy.

Signs are everywhere that changes are taking place. The air is getting cooler the leaves start to fall. I saw a leaf clinging to the branch as if resisting the change but eventually itís weakness against the strength of the wind forced it to let go. Like my teenager on the edge of respect and rebellion, in such conflict with himself and me, a delicate time of balance. A time of holding on and letting go.
I look back and long for those baby steps that are forever gone.
This motherís heart overflows with the anticipation and love I had for my teenage son.

The freezing blast of winter numbs to the bone. The pain of indifference as my sonís will against my better judgment caused emotions to collide, confused and weary I collapse in grief. My adult son withdraws with no contact or communication from my love that has been misunderstood and confused. I am devastated and lost.
I look back and long for those baby steps that are forever gone.
This motherís heart overflows with the anticipation and love I have for my adult son.

The seasons will come and the seasons will go. They will bring happiness and sorrow, celebration to despair.

I look up to heaven and ask my Father why? The answer came, as the gentle breeze of spring, be still my child and know that I am God itís all a part of the special plan I have for you.
Tears filled my eyes as I heard him say, ďThis Fatherís heart will always overflow with the anticipation and love I have for my daughter.Ē

I am confident to rest in my Fatherís arms even when I do not understand.


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Darlene Casino 07/12/07
I so liked this piece! Boy, I could relate as one mother to another. Very well expressed
Janice Cartwright07/13/07
This Mother's Heart is every mother's heart I think. Well, maybe not all, but you certainly made my heart lurch and recall the baby steps too. We yearn to reach across that vast distance they place between us and touch them as when they were babes and then we know that is exactly how our heavenly Father feels when we distance Him.
Nathan Perkins07/14/07
Beautiful!

I wasn't sure if it was meant to be in prose. I read it that way.

Seperating lines a little more might help the read to flow.

I especually liked the imagy that you captured in regaurds to the teen years.

I work with parents and teens and have seen this again and again. You defined it well:

"I saw a leaf clinging to the branch as if resisting the change but eventually itís weakness against the strength of the wind forced it to let go. Like my teenager on the edge of respect and rebellion, in such conflict with himself and me, a delicate time of balance. A time of holding on and letting go."

You should be proud of this gift of writing that you have!
Lynda Schultz 07/15/07
The concept, and your way of presenting this glimpse into a mother's heart, is really very, very nice. When everything important to us seems to fail, God never does ó and THAT we can always have confidence it. Blessings.
Mo 07/16/07
Wow.