If I had five minutes of peace

If I had five minutes of peace,

I’d weep

For the intensity that defines every interaction with one of my children

For the peace that’s absent in our home

For the tears that wouldn’t come

for years

While I was entrenched in battles I hadn’t seen coming

Without the energy to fight the very battles I had anticipated being most invested in

For the loss of friendships

For friendship redefined

For the loss of myself.

For myself redefined

Through the weeping, Despair would dissipate as Hope made her entrance

Reminding me that through the battles

the pain

the loss

the grief

My Precious Children have exposed my Ugliest and my Worst

They've brought me to my knees

I am humbled.

grateful.

I will never be the same

This is a gift.