This I Believe
I believe in the power to step out on one’s own beliefs. I believe in stepping away from conventional parental advice because God puts us in places for reasons unknown. Sometime we are angry, regretful, maybe even happy or forgiving, but at that very moment that God revealed the power of my own love, I was content. I believe that I was chosen with divine favor to be a parent. I believe in Taylor. I believe in my child.
I am sure that many people believe in their children. They believe that their off spring will be great citizens and some day be a doctor, scientist, or cure world hunger. I am not saying that I am any different then these parents, except that I don’t just believe, I know.
Taylor wasn’t ever supposed to be born. She was a gift from god; a miracle baby. The odds of her ever making it to see the light of the sun were pretty slim to none. I sat in a cold room with her father waiting for the termination of my pregnancy. We waited and waited. My heart began to beat so hard that the sound began to reside in both ears. Sweat started to form like bits of shimmer on my face. At once I felt the sudden urge to walk out. Right then, I needed to leave.
When Taylor came into this world she was the perfect baby. She was strong and bright eyed; even to this day she remains strong. When Taylor was just five months old she learned to wave. Most children do not learn to wave this early, but she is one of a kind. We would go to basketball games and even to the grocery store and people would say “hi” to her and she would wave back and it would leave them speechless.
I believe in my child. Even right now at her young age, I believe in her strength to take on the world. She may not set any world records or be the world’s tallest woman, but to the people around her, she will be an icon. She will be an icon of greatness. Not greatness in the sense of materialistic properties, but greatness in the sense of survival and conquer. I believe that she will be an example for others, for her peers. I believe she will be a peace maker. She means more to me than anyone in this world. I believe in every aspect of her personality. She is more than just a great child, but also a great person. I pray that one day she will realize that I, her mother, always believed in her.
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