Friday, September 29, 2006

He, whom I first met nearly two years ago, has this ability to understand me as if he knows me all my life. I believe in God's will. And he blesses His subjects in the most unexpected ways. Jazz is one of those things that He has bestowed upon me.

At 42, I was a woman without conviction but my children. I lived my life, a day at a time. With 3 children to feed, maid to deal with and bills to pay, I have made my way thru any possible way that permitted by God to make ends meet. As I have said before, I am forever counting my blessing. Never my children were left hungry nor were they deprive from their needs. Even when there were times I was left with no permanent income but I have managed to strive against fate without too much difficult strides.

I am blessed with understanding children and parents who are always there to lend a hand.

Have you ever wondered how a single mother brings up 3 children with no income? It's hard. For those who are single with no children and no other responsibilities, they will never understand. They will never understand the stress, they will never know the anguish and the feeling of dissatisfaction of not able to give much to your children. But most of all, they will never understand the love. The never ending loves from the children. They will never understand that when you give love, you will receive three-fold in return or more. These are the things and the most that they will never know, nor will they be able to understand. I feel sad for them, so much to live for, but none to live with.

I know my children have so much love in them, and they show it unselfishly. They have so much love, it burst from within and reflects in their faces and their characters. With those love, I am forever willing to share it with anyone who are able to give as much. Jazz is that person.

With so much love to give, Jazz has become Papa to my children. He is our support, our guidance and our hope for a new beginning of a better life. Now in my household, my children have Papa, Mama and Ummi. As much as my children are mine, they are Jazz's and Mariam's too, for they too love my children as much as I do. If you are able give love so much, you will receive as much and even more.

My children may not be the riches kids in town, they can't afford to shop for branded clothes or shoes, but they are showered with love at every turning corner.

Now, at 44 going 24, I have my children, my career and my Jazz-meJazz, feeling alright.

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