A Message from a Foster Mom...

I am very sad today. One of my former fosters, Alex, is very seriously ill and her family does not hold out much hope for her recovery. She seems too young to me, at only 12, to be facing a potentially dire prognosis and it seems utterly unfair that her family has only had a little over two and a half years to know her so far. While her family needs it infinitely more than I do, I went out this morning searching for words of peace because it seems the turmoil in our world just won't stop...not even long enough for us to recognize and cherish a special soul like Alex. What I found was one of my favorite poems. Momma Nan loves you, Alekazam.

I Carry Your Heart with Me
~ e.e. cummings

I carry your heart with me
(I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it
(anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear no fate
(for you are my fate, my sweet)
I want no world
(for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart
(I carry it in my heart)