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.