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February 25, 2008
Lament for an outgrown onesie
Forbear with us a moment while we get melodramatic. Alas and alack. Elanor has just about grown out of our favorite onesie. It's the hippy-trippy mushroom and flowers onesie. Don't get us wrong; we're overjoyed that the kid is healthy and growing but the fact that kids grow is bittersweet. We want our kids to grow and develop and continually learn new things but all the while in the back of our minds we realize that we're equipping them to be independent from us. This made me thing of Kahlil Gibran's book The Prophet. There is a section called "On Children" which uses some of the arrow and quiver imagery in Psalm 127.
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts. For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness; For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Joanna: On a related note, they're also outgrowing their snuggle time in one swing. Thankfully, someone gave us another swing just in time, but still, it's so hard to resist the temptation to take dozens of photos of them together before this time is gone forever.
deux bebes | By Tim and Jo | 9:22 PM
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