Beauty from pain

I wish he did not hurt us and that I could have made all okay

I wish I did not have that memory of your blue eyes filled with tears

I wish I could have taken your hurt and protected you forever more

So many times I have wished all these things for you and more as I watched you and your brother grow and mature

The past is gone and we survived, we still have each other

You both now stand tall young men, and I your ageing mother

I sometime will see a glimmer of your sadness, I feel it in my heart , again and again I have asked that God would take it from you

But one day as I watched you both with kindness help another it dawned on me my wish was not for your best and that from your pain grew the beauty of your ability to help others.

You needed to go through your own pain so you could use it for good. Empathy, understanding and a humble heart all the flowers that grew from your pain.

You have turned a mess into beauty and I wish for you that you will always see and know how beautiful you shine and continue to share with others  your light.