My middle child, Anna, is almost 10-years-old. I have been calling her "Banana" since she was born. As she grows nearer to her teenage years, I can't help but to wonder how much longer she will allow me to call her Banana. It is a term of endearment. A secret code between us that tells her I love her.
As I have struggled with my own insecurities about being a woman, a mother, a human being; I can only hope she keeps her innocence for many years to come. She is happy with who she is. She is strong and confident. Much different than myself.
She will find her place in this world with out any doubt. I would love to take credit for her strengths, but I can't. She is who she is, despite me being her mother.
1 comments:
Hi this is so beautiful and sweet.I do not have children yet but I hope someday that she or he will be as strong and confident like Anna.I myself had alot of insecurities growing up.
I love what you said, "She is who she is".
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