A poem to my boy
By Jane Chin
Sometimes it is easy to
Focus on the challenges
The hard things in life
What appears
Insurmountable
Impenetrable
Improbable
And to forget about
The joy of living
The blessings
What is
Special
Lasting
Love
You see, dear
I have a tendency
To zero in on the hard
The tantrum you pulled
How you grabbed my hair
Yanked my clothes or
Pinched my flesh
Then I start panicking
“Why didn’t I prevent it?
How could I have stopped it?
Could something be really wrong?”
Then comes self doubt
Self blame
Fear
Long before my “Self”-
Demons subsided
You were smiling
Playing laughing
Right back in
Here and
Now
Until I finally remember
All the hugs kisses
Giggles cooing
I’d received
from you
every
day
You see, dear,
When someone is
This important
I lose perspective
All peaks look like
Mountains not
Molehills
With time and help from dad
(And many loving friends)
I’m slowly shedding the
Blinds of fear to learn
To see with the
Eyes of my
Heart
One day we’ll walk together
Look back at once upon
A time and have a
Good laugh and
I hope by then
I remain dear
To you.
