I love you to the moon and back!
This has become a common way to express how much we love our
children. The moon, that’s a long way, that’s way
further than the next door, the next county, the next state, the next country.
That’s a lot of borders to cross, but would we do it, of course we would,
because that’s how much we love our children.
Becoming a parent is indescribable, the way it changes your
life is unimaginable, and you must experience it to understand the full
meaning. Generally speaking, our children become our life. They give our life
meaning, that we did not know existed, and we can hardly identify ourselves outside of that relationship. The reverse
is true as well, our children find their way, find themselves and find their
place in the world through their relationships with their parents. The magnitude
of this relationship nearly brings me to tears daily, tears of love, of
thankfulness, of fear, of frustration, of humble appreciation for this
opportunity to be a mother.
If my life was stripped of my children in any way shape or
form, absolutely everything would fall apart, for me, for them and for everyone
around us. Regardless of the reason, the feeling is the same, hurt is hurt,
pain is pain, right is right, and wrong is wrong.
Now, how do we translate our own feelings about our children
to every mother, every father, every child. No human is any less deserving of the
innate right to be with their children as long as their children’s best interest
is at heart.
I would cross a fence, a wall, an ocean, a country and most
certainly a border for a better life for myself and my children. I respect and support any
mother and father that has hopes and dreams for their family that are bigger
than their current reality.
