Not in relation to your spouse, your parents, friends, family, job, hobbies, interests, responsibilites?
And I stuttered…
I don’t know…space, molecules, cells, thoughts, emotions, feelings…
I’m kindness and thoughtfulness. I’m funny and lazy. I’m silly and loving. I’m messy and bossy. I’m smart and happy. I’m stronger than I know.
I’m loved by You and Your Son and your Spirit. I’m full of love for You and Your Son and Your Spirit.
I adore your daughter, my Mother.
I’m the one in the back, making a joke to cover an awkward moment. I’m the one you gave the sense of humor to and the heart that cries at the drop of a hat. I’m the one whose eyes fill up at a sad story. I’m the one who wants to help out. I’m the one you can count on. I’m the one who doesn’t want to deny you. I’m the one who wants to be with you in Paradise. I’m the one with the green eyes. I’m the one you loved so much, you allowed your Son to die for me.
I am all of your children.
Daddy, you know me.
I AM YOURS.
Copyright 2010 Maureen O'Shea
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