My Son, My SUN!
Jan. 2nd, 2003 12:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
purplerabbitWhen I was young I can remember around this time of year the winter would be so cold and so long that I would begin to forget what it felt like to have the sun on my skin.
When Rowan is away, I sometimes think to myself that he can't possibly be as wonderful as I remember. No human child can be THAT amazing. Stories about him sound too good to be true. I wonder why it seems my world is so much colder and darker when he is gone.
Then he comes home .... and warm golden sunlight fills my world. He looks at me with love so pure and so total that it melts me to my core. Fairie child. Wondrous child!
I lie there next to him reading a book while he plays a game. His small hand occasionally reaching over to pat mine. He looks up at me with a smile of great happiness tinged with sorrow, and says, "Mama Dawn, you're the best. I always want to be with you."
Friday he leaves again. We cling to each other, both knowing that we will have to let go soon.
I am Demeter. My greatest joy and my greatest sorrow.
When Rowan is away, I sometimes think to myself that he can't possibly be as wonderful as I remember. No human child can be THAT amazing. Stories about him sound too good to be true. I wonder why it seems my world is so much colder and darker when he is gone.
Then he comes home .... and warm golden sunlight fills my world. He looks at me with love so pure and so total that it melts me to my core. Fairie child. Wondrous child!
I lie there next to him reading a book while he plays a game. His small hand occasionally reaching over to pat mine. He looks up at me with a smile of great happiness tinged with sorrow, and says, "Mama Dawn, you're the best. I always want to be with you."
Friday he leaves again. We cling to each other, both knowing that we will have to let go soon.
I am Demeter. My greatest joy and my greatest sorrow.
