Grown Children

Sharing life with

grown children

is heavy lifting.

Pumping iron generates

tiny tears in the muscles

forcing them to re-build

and strengthen.

Loving my grown children,

I feel the heart tear

with each choice that

(I perceive) will lead

to greater difficulties or pain.

My whole being craves

only love and joy for them.

(And of course my life was only

filled with love and joy….ha!).

Yet in those tiny injuries,

in the heavy lifting,

my heart releases

and strengthens

to it’s own beat.

Lizette Estelle Stiehr

May 2, 2012