And Simeon blessed them, and said unto Mary his mother, “Behold, this child is set for the fall and rising again of many in Israel; and for a sign which shall be spoken against; (Yea, a sword shall pierce through thy own soul also,) that the thoughts of many hearts may be revealed.”
Luke 2:34-35
No Ordinary Child…
Some days, I wake up wishing
That your life was normal…
I wish you to laugh and play in the sun.
I wish you to be surrounded by Love.
I wish you to be happy and carefree.
I wish you to fall in love and have children.
I wish you to grow old.
I wish all of this for you,
But what I wish for you… cannot be.
Your Life will not be easy.
People will not understand You,
They will not see the precious gift that You are.
They will be cruel in their ignorance,
And Your Love will be betrayed by their Fear.
Because they do not understand,
They will try to extinguish Your Light
As they try to destroy Your Life.
I love you more than life itself.
I want to protect you from all this.
I want to shield you from this cruelty,
But my wants are out of reach.
Yes…
Some days, I wake up wishing
That your life was normal…
But what I wish for you… can never be.
© 2016, Anne Marie Girolami