Her Circle Is Complete

The longer I live this life the more that I have found how life is but a circle…and how we travel round… Our circle begins as a thought… a simple wish…a hope…a sigh a dream…a spark in our mom's imagination…a twinkle in her eye. For she begins our circle…our circle of life on Earth through the beauty of creation…through the wonder of our birth. This is part of her circle…part of her design and this is where her circle and our circle intertwine. Initially she helps to guide us as each new morning dawns providing comfort, compassion and love…as our circle's being drawn. But there comes a time in every life…a time every mom must know when it's time to separate the circles…time to let us go. For part of drawing her circle is knowing once we're grown… she has provided us the strength and independence…to draw circles of our own. This is how it is supposed to be…our circles are meant to intertwine. It is part of the natural order…part of the grand design. We are meant to share moments, memories, children, grandchildren… laughter, joy and tears… food and fun, and comedy and tragedy through all the coming years. Until there comes a time when our mom needs us…when her journey slows when she looks to us for guidance…knowing her circle's about to close. And we're happy now to comfort her…as she finds her way up to the stars. Happy to guide her journey tenderly…as she once guided ours Until the day we say goodbye…knowing we've been blessed by a life so sweet feeling at the same time sad but happy…her circle is complete.