Unconditional

Forty-somethings.  I gave birth to them some 40 years ago.

They grew from me, with me, away from me,

Babbling, crawling, studying, marrying, working into middle age.

Once, I knew everything, made decisions, gave answers.

That’s changing. I listen.

My heart skips a beat! I’m receiving care, guidance.

A parent with loving sons, I have the bond of bonds,

Forged unwittingly.

Genes supporting genes, unconditionally, in a god-like plan.

SMA February 2011