My Life Purpose
My Life Purpose
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Today, as I cradled my darling daughter in my arms and gazed at her peaceful sleeping countenance, I was overwhelmed by a profound sense of maternal love. As I touched her face gingerly with my fingertip, tracing her face contour starting from her hairline, down her eyebrow, her eyelid, touched the tip of her cute button nose and the outline of her lips, a silent tear rolled down my cheek. A tear of deep gratitude - for this precious miracle of life lying asleep in my arms.
Just earlier in the day, I had given her three hard spanks on her palm for being rude to me. Though she was upset for being disciplined and looked as if she was going to cry, she did not. I know this child is strong-willed and probably has a stubborn streak in her. The fact that she held her tears and refused to cry also shows that she is rather headstrong and has a lot of pride. She doesn't want to show her vulnerable side to others, not even in front of her mummy.
But nevertheless, my love for her is not dependent on whether she is good or naughty. She is the love of my life and I know to her, I am her world. She is totally dependent on me to bring her up, nurture her and give her the best I could. But I'm not a perfect mother. I have my flaws and insecurities, too. I can only pray that my imperfections will not leave any scar in her childhood, or hinder her development into a wholesome, joyful woman with a beautiful mind and a kind spirit.
Suddenly it dawned on me that perhaps this is my ultimate calling in life - to nurture and bring up this precious child that God has entrusted in my life; to love and cherish her without asking for anything in return. And when she is a grown woman and the time comes for me to let go, I pray I would be able to let go and let her bring up her next generation. That is when I know my purpose in life is fulfilled and hopefully, I can proudly say that I am satisfied with the fruit of my labour and I have no regrets.
Today, as I cradled my darling daughter in my arms and gazed at her peaceful sleeping countenance, I was overwhelmed by a profound sense of maternal love. As I touched her face gingerly with my fingertip, tracing her face contour starting from her hairline, down her eyebrow, her eyelid, touched the tip of her cute button nose and the outline of her lips, a silent tear rolled down my cheek. A tear of deep gratitude - for this precious miracle of life lying asleep in my arms.
Just earlier in the day, I had given her three hard spanks on her palm for being rude to me. Though she was upset for being disciplined and looked as if she was going to cry, she did not. I know this child is strong-willed and probably has a stubborn streak in her. The fact that she held her tears and refused to cry also shows that she is rather headstrong and has a lot of pride. She doesn't want to show her vulnerable side to others, not even in front of her mummy.
But nevertheless, my love for her is not dependent on whether she is good or naughty. She is the love of my life and I know to her, I am her world. She is totally dependent on me to bring her up, nurture her and give her the best I could. But I'm not a perfect mother. I have my flaws and insecurities, too. I can only pray that my imperfections will not leave any scar in her childhood, or hinder her development into a wholesome, joyful woman with a beautiful mind and a kind spirit.
Suddenly it dawned on me that perhaps this is my ultimate calling in life - to nurture and bring up this precious child that God has entrusted in my life; to love and cherish her without asking for anything in return. And when she is a grown woman and the time comes for me to let go, I pray I would be able to let go and let her bring up her next generation. That is when I know my purpose in life is fulfilled and hopefully, I can proudly say that I am satisfied with the fruit of my labour and I have no regrets.
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I never really fully understood the statement - a child is a blessing from God - until I had my DS.
He is the love of my life, apart from my DH (cliche I know ), and I really really can say that had I not had him, my life would have been half empty. Now I can happily say that my life's been fulfilled and I can ask for nothing more, 'cept of course a sibling for him
Yes, putting aside my teaching career, tending my DS to the best of my abilities is THE ultimate calling in life for me too
Thank you for sharing this intimate reflection
He is the love of my life, apart from my DH (cliche I know ), and I really really can say that had I not had him, my life would have been half empty. Now I can happily say that my life's been fulfilled and I can ask for nothing more, 'cept of course a sibling for him
Yes, putting aside my teaching career, tending my DS to the best of my abilities is THE ultimate calling in life for me too
Thank you for sharing this intimate reflection
Thanks to those of you who appreciated my article. It was actually taken from my personal blog which I decided to share it here as I believe a lot of mummies out there may be able to identify with my feelings and love for my child.
It's definitely not easy to nurture a child. It's abit like flying a kite. You need to know when to hold tight and when to let go. And a child can teach you so much about unconditional love. As parents and as imperfect human beings, we sometimes worry (or is it just me?) that our flaws and mistakes may leave a shadow in our child's life. Maybe I am idealistc, but I really hope and pray that my child will not grow up with too much emotional baggage.
Hi autumnbronze,
Like you, my DH is the next best thing that ever happened to me besides my DD. And like you, I also wish I could give them another child (for DH) and a sibling (for DD). But such wish is really not within my control...
It's definitely not easy to nurture a child. It's abit like flying a kite. You need to know when to hold tight and when to let go. And a child can teach you so much about unconditional love. As parents and as imperfect human beings, we sometimes worry (or is it just me?) that our flaws and mistakes may leave a shadow in our child's life. Maybe I am idealistc, but I really hope and pray that my child will not grow up with too much emotional baggage.
Hi autumnbronze,
Like you, my DH is the next best thing that ever happened to me besides my DD. And like you, I also wish I could give them another child (for DH) and a sibling (for DD). But such wish is really not within my control...
autumnbronze wrote:I never really fully understood the statement - a child is a blessing from God - until I had my DS.
He is the love of my life, apart from my DH (cliche I know ), and I really really can say that had I not had him, my life would have been half empty. Now I can happily say that my life's been fulfilled and I can ask for nothing more, 'cept of course a sibling for him
Yes, putting aside my teaching career, tending my DS to the best of my abilities is THE ultimate calling in life for me too
Thank you for sharing this intimate reflection
[/quote]Angelight wrote:Thanks to those of you who appreciated my article. It was actually taken from my personal blog which I decided to share it here as I believe a lot of mummies out there may be able to identify with my feelings and love for my child.
Beautiful, simply beautiful.
Thank you for sharing Angelight