my munchkins Mother’s Day present

Breathing, deep breaths

What I have with my little ones

though they’d hate to be called that now, but they always will be to me

Is precious, rare

More-so than some ordinary diamond

I am their “ama” now

We celebrated together, muted, perhaps, but sincere

A beautiful memory of an evening

I earned that

Something most “mothers” are given by birthright

Some treasure that, nonetheless, others take it for granted

I do not have the…luxury?  burden?  of choice

I know mine is a gift

I am thankful

And I am proud of what I achieved

I am allowing myself to feel proud

This Mother’s Day, this Ama’s Day, I am raising a toast to my patience

To celebrating something utterly and uniquely mine


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