Once upon a time long ago,
my main concern in life was me,
my career, and my freedom,
independence and self -
it consumed my very existence.
You
slipped in so unexpectedly,
tearing up my plans
and throwing them to the winds.
You took over,
and in spite of everything I swore I'd never do,
made me rearrange my
life - self - whole being
to make room for you.
You unselfconsciously demanded
my all, my time, my energy, my abilities,
and expected total love, unconditionally -
no matter what you did.
And did I resent this seemingly
chauvinistic attitude?
Did I despair at what I
may have lost of myself by
letting you into my life?
No! Never!
Not even when you demanded my presence
at 6 o'clock
on
Saturday morning
just to share
cartoons.

I love you my precious son.  

(c) 1984 Nan C.