Thursday, July 28, 2005
My only wish.
Maybe it is too soon, maybe it is morbid, maybe I am paranoid... but even with all the 'maybes' out there, I can't help it. Veronique's death shone a huge spot light on how close death can be to me. I could be all noble and brave and shit and say that when my time comes it comes and no amount of worrying will change that. But the fact is that I am mortified of dying. Not because of me so much, but because of my girls. I am it for them.
Their fathers range from nonexistent to barely keeping in contact. And the thought of something happening to me and my girls being shipped off to where ever in one of the most emotional times in their lives scares the ever loving shit out of me.
Even if my family were to have some or all of the custody, I am unsatisfied.
You see, dear reader, I pride myself in the fact that I am good parent. When I do leave this world that is all I want to leave behind, anything else is just a bonus. I want my daughters to look back and say "she was the best mom". That is all. I don't need anything else. I don't have to be remembered as the best anything else. So, you see, this is where my attention is focused, this is where my drive to succeed comes from. I am nothing with out them. I would sacrifice my life for any one of my daughters on any day, with out a second thought.
But what if I am gone? Who else would do that for them? Who else would be that person who would love them so unconditionally and so unselfishly and so completely? Who would sit down with them and discuss their lives and their feelings and their fears and honestly care with all that they have if not me? Who else will watch them sleep and brush their hair away as they think there is nothing more beautiful on this planet? Who else will laugh at their corny jokes or feel the same unmoving tooth and declare that it will come out any day now? Who will show them how to love with all their hearts and trust their instincts and laugh when they're happy?
No one can parent them the way I want them to be parented. I have been called 'anal' many times for the amount of attention I pay to things, but nothing even begins to rival my mothering. I am almost positive that no one will ever love my kids the way I do and that no one could ever be the parent I am to them. So, my biggest fear is that I won't be here for them. That I won't get to see them all graduate, that I won't get to instill the virtues and values into them that I think they need, that I won't get to help them establish the core of the person they will become.

If I have nothing else in my life, I just want to be their mother until they are all old enough to take care of themselves. That is my wish. The only wish that matters. Keep money, keep fame, keep it all. I just want time. Time to be their mom.
so eloquently put by katehopeeden at 12:22 AM
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