An Open Letter To My Beautiful Child Who Will Always Shine (Repost)

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An Open Letter To My Beautiful Child Who Will Always Shine by Orla Kelly

Mom and author, Orla Kelly, penned a heartfelt letter to her child on that begins, “I am writing this letter to you as a permanent reminder of how wonderful you are, and to tell you that no matter what happens, you will always shine. I say this not just as your mom, but because of how much you have enriched all our lives and how you will go on to enrich the lives of others you are yet to meet…

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Orla goes on to describe how her child has touched her life, and what she loves about her child, “You speak your truth even if the world is not always ready to hear it, and you have a great awareness of what fits together in life and what doesn’t. This can sometimes get you into trouble, but the world needs speakers, dreamers, creators, inventors, explorers and you have a part of each of these…

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And offers her wisdom on life to her child as they grow, and encounter life and its adventures,”Never lose your wonderful imagination my beautiful child, even if others may poke fun at you. They cannot see the miracles and magic unfolding in your head and they cannot see the places where your adventures take you to…

Read the Full Letter: An Open Letter To My Beautiful Child Who Will Always Shine by Orla Kelly

Visit Orla Kelly online: http://orlakellybooks.com/

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What do you love about your child? How has your life been touched by the experience of being a mother?

What insight or advice would you pass on to your child – or to another mother?

Plz post in comments below! 

Or, visit this link to submit your own love letter, art work, poem, etc to your child: HOW TO PARTICIPATE – SUBMIT A LOVE LETTER

 

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A Mother’s Letter to ‘My Little Birds, Missing Under My Wings’ by A.R.R.Z In My Heart

To my little birds, for whom I will forever ache, missing under my wings since 12/13/2012…

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Gone, but always on my mind and in the hole in my heart that can only be filled by you,

A, R, R, Z. You are forever in my prayers and thoughts.

My hope is that you are truly happy, genuinely allowed to enjoy your childhood, and that you do not suffer paralyzing grief because of our separation.

I hold hope in my heart that one day we can sweep up the pieces, laugh and cry about all we have lost/missed, and can never again be forcibly kept apart.

This poem is by Emily Dickinson…and is my dreaded, daily reminder of you, my sweet Angelbabies…love you to the moon and back, more than ice cream, and forever and always…

“Quite empty, quite at rest,
The Robin locks her Nest, and tries her Wings.
She does not know a Route
But puts her Craft about
For rumored Springs
She does not ask for Noon
She does not ask for Boon,
Crumbless and homeless, of but one request
The Birds she lost.”

A.R.R.Z In My Heart © 2016 Love Letters To Our Children

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So You Will Have These Memories/Happy Mother’s Day by E.J. Perth (Child’s Art)

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This is a finger paint flower made by my child in preschool.

“I made you a flower

With my finger and thumb

So you will have these memories

For all the years to come

Happy Mother’s Day 2014″

Sending love, prayers and support to all Mothers and their precious Children.

~ E.J. Perth  © 2014

Love Letters To Our Children

 

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Missing You By L.D ( Poetry and Picture Quote)

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” It’s not just me missing you. Everyone here on my side of the mirror remembers you face and your infectious smile. The friends you had are still your friends. Family too is always here loving you, still rooting for you, wishing you well and wishing you back into our lives.”

© L.D 2015 Love Letters To Our Children

 

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My Hero By Amelia G Perkins ( Poetry)

This one goes out to all the Mom’s out there who give it all they’ve got and more.

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© Amelia G. Perkins
Most people think of a hero as a superstar
My hero is an everyday person
My hero is my Mom.

My mom is a hero she stands for hope
My mom is a person you see every day
My mom is there when I’m trying to cope
My mom was there when I was little and all I wanted to do was play.

My mom is strong and has beat all odds
My mom is a teacher and works hard at her job
My mom is a hero, she is my crystal ball
My mom is a hero who I know, will catch me if I fall.

My mom is my shining star
She is the one I look to when times are hard
Sure she isn’t perfect but she isn’t that far from it
But to me she is as perfect as any mom could be.
Mom you are my hero, my everything!

*This poem is dedicated to all the moms around the globe*

Source: My Hero, Mother Child Poem

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To My Mother By Edger Allan Poe ( Poetry)

“To My Mother”:

The angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burning terms of love,
None so devotional as that of “Mother”
Edgar Allan Poe

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Inside My Heart By Marc Wambolt ( Poem)

“I may not always be with you
But when we’re far apart
Remember you will be with me
Right inside my heart”
― Marc Wambolt, Poems from the Heart

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I Am Where You Left Me By E.J. Perth (Poetry)

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I remember you last….

Standing at the edge of your crib

Your eyes so bright

Your smile, toothless,

Drool pooling on your chin.

Just like every morning,

I kissed your head,

And lifted your chubby body

From the crib

You snuggled against me

My heart rose in my chest

Like a blazing sun.

I remember running out

Of coffee creamer,

And tipping a bottle of formula

Into my cup.

I remember your hands

Stained with sweet potato baby food,

You drew crazy spirals on your tray,

And I imagined those hands, one day…

Would be an artist, a builder, a teacher

Someone great and important

But always my baby.

You are forever a baby in my memory

I lost custody when you were so young…

The “protective order” did little to protect me,

Because in the end he hurt me

In the worst way possible…

By taking you from me.

In my memory you are still that happy baby,

In reality, you will be graduating from high school.

I have tried to write letters and send gifts

Did you get them?

I have tried to see you,

But was always turned away.

And when he moved away,

I was not given a forwarding address.

But I stayed in our home,

Keeping your room exactly the way you left,

You softie blanket is still folded in your crib

And your starry mobile hangs at the window,

Dust has collected on your tiny clothes,

I did not change a thing…

Hoping one day you would return.

Now, as you graduate from high school,

Do you wonder about me?

Or ask who I am?

I am your Mommy

The first one you smiled at

The one who answered your cries in the night

The one who encouraged your sweet potato artistry

The heart that throbbed when you placed your

Small head against my chest.

I am where you left me,

Standing near your crib,

Awaiting your smile,

Just like every morning.

© E.J. Perth 2015 Love Letters To Our Children

I wrote this for the Protective Mothers who are dealing with the loss of their children during the graduation season; you are in my prayers. xoxo

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All of My Love (In These Small Gestures) by E.V. (Poetry)

My forkful of scrambled eggs trembles – yet I don’t spill any of my breakfast down my shirt.

My forearm spasms as I grip the steering wheel – yet I drive all the way home safely.

A pillar of anxiety spears through my chest, unable to breathe deeply – yet I carry on.

The first step behind us, yet many more to come on this long lonely trail, Mijo.

I am relentless – I will not surrender,

I will fight for your best interests until every single resource is exhausted

Until no breath remains in this body.

As I am to my mother so you are to me, my son.

A warm embrace, a squeeze of your hand, a brief shoulder rub

All of my love is encapsulated in these small gestures for now.

E.V. © 2015 Love Letters To Our Children

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I Am Blessed by Celia (Poetry)

As I look at you
I realized how
blessed I am

To see you grow
to see you play
to see you near
to hold you dear

To see you change
day by day.

Now I pray
everyday
to see you again
to hold you
to snuggle you
to comfort you
to look you in your eyes and say “I love you tooo much”
You’ve both grown in such a short time
I know neither of you will ever forget your hearts are always tied with mine

I never thought
that I would have
two beautiful sons
to brighten my life.

When you were born
to God I prayed
to let me see you
grow in His faith.

We still have plenty of time together and more memories to make.
That is something no one can take!

Although you are both not here with me
if you get lost along your way, not sure what to do or what to say.
Know that I’m present in spirit and soul with open arms and a hand for you always to hold.

God gave me two amazing sons,
through all the pain not having you near
I will never give up faith that you’ll both be here.

I am blessed, blessed to be your Mommy.

Celia © 2015 Love Letters To Our Children

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