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To My Daughter...

by Bev Raven (writer), winnipeg, October 28, 2008


How giving life to someone can alter all realizations and purpose.

I have a daughter named Jessica, she will be 22 in the spring.

I see her every other day,we just shared company yesterday.I always refer to her as my heart.It is because of her there is a beating in my chest!

I didn't want children. My belief at the time,prior to her entry into this world,was that we, our generaton and several before us have become corrupt in morality and grown ignorance in life, and have wreaked havoc on this planet, our society and our own basic lives.

We would be selfish and criminal to bring more children into this world for no other reason than to have legacy. Legacy of our names, selves , and our race.

All the wrong reasons as far as I am concerned.

Then there was this small blind trembling child, barely seconds on this planet, swaddled tightly in blankets, pink, and gasping for her first breaths of air in my arms.

I wept! Almost as I am now in this re-telling of that moment when the realization of my purpose struck me...To care for and protect this absolutely beautiful person!

I catch myself now so often staring at her in awe and total she is the greatest person in my life.

My reason.

I am still struck 21 years later.

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Bev Raven is a writer for BrooWaha. For more information, visit the writer's website.
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By sandyleecapes on October 29, 2008 at 12:14 am

just a beautiful and touching story!

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