MY CHILDREN | bamboo-promise

MY CHILDREN

I don't feel lonely anymore, as I have people who really love me : my children. My children came into my life to replace the people I lost, most of all my parents. With more love for them than even my parents, I give them all I have and was born with: my soul, my mind, my life, and my spirit. I thought I didn't get enough love from my parents, but when I had children of my own, I realized that nobody loves the children like parents. The differences are based on the culture. My children taught me the life lessons of love, patience, and forgiveness. There must be a reason why they came to my life.

Christian and Virginia

When Christian came back home he couldn't remember where he left his jacket and his shirt looked dirty and messy. Sometimes he forgot his homework too. Christian told me he didn't like his teacher because he said she was stupid. I remember when I was his age I came home with punishment because I called my teacher 'stupid' too.

Virginia came home with bruises all over both of her legs. She didn't remember what did, or what she had been hit with . In her young age Virginia was attentive and serious with studies. We both worked together in mathematics until she fell asleep.

Virginia was two years old

I named my daughter after one of the names I saw on a list of doctors that I saw before I entered the labor room. I dreamed that when she grew up she would be a physician like her.

My little Virginia entertained me with her scrunching lips when she replied to me 'NO'. I taught her to call me 'mommy', but she stayed quiet. When one night around 6pm I was surprised that she pronounced the word "Daddy" that I had not taught her.

She was a busy baby, slept less, played more. She was aware of me when I went to the store. As soon as she heard me saying that I would go to the store, she got off the bed. I thought she was asleep.

Christian was 8 months olds

I remember that a nurse asked me "why did you name him 'Christian?'" I said "because I love Christian Dior cosmetics."

My little Christian entertained me by playing with my nose with his little baby hand . He protected my purse. Nobody could touch it. I remember he said in his child voice, “Mine… Mine.” He carried my purse, which was even bigger than his body, but he made it.

My teenagers

My babies are grown up. Virginia now is 26 and Christian 25. She wanted to be a nurse as she believed she could take care of her parents. She now graduated from Linfield College, in Oregon, with a Nursing degree. Christian is still at school for Engineering.

I understand how I feel when all the children are grown up. My nest is empty again. I can hold them only in my heart.