Once upon a time, a husband gave his wife a small slip of paper that read- The Glue. This little piece of paper meant honor,respect and encouraged her too. This paper became an extremely prized possession. It was tucked in with all the unfinished poems, lists of ideas for her writing, to the needs of their children in each stage of their life’s.
What this meant to her was not that she was the most important person in the family, but that she was a big part of a big growing, loving, important family. She really enjoyed all of being their Momma, a loving wife and also a friend to each one. She prayed for her babies before they were even born and as a couple they pray for them continually each day. Not one day is going to be the same as the other and they will have different needs. So she prays so hard for them.
She loved being pregnant and welcoming each child into this world with her husband. She loved that they each had different gifts and personalities. That some gave them more drama than what she felt like they deserved. But this made them stronger as a couple. Taking time as a couple to be there for one another and their family.
She loved taking them to school, and picking them up each and every day. Smiling at them and giving them hugs and kisses. Taking them for their shots and doctor visits. Going to the library and the park as a family was a treasured time in her heart. All of them going to the beach and pool and having picnics too. She was so proud that all of them could swim so well. Like beautiful mermaids and a handsome prince of the sea. She loved hanging out eating pizza or nachos and playing games on Friday nights. One favorite family game was Clue, and they had the movie playing in the background . She loved working hard at her own personal business and having a husband that worked doubly hard. Making meals that were healthy and fun and unhealthy and more fun. Having freeze outs! The air conditioner set so cold that they all had to bring blankets out to the game room and play video games and fall asleep to cartoons blaring all through the night.
She loved that they argued very loudly. Then after ten minutes they were crying and hugging. If she thought one of them was hurting she would be beside herself with worry. She loved to hear her children sweetly humming in the house,because it meant their heart was truly happy. She loved that all of her children told them they had, had a wonderful childhood.
She loves them all and loves being sticky enough to help her husband hold them all together. The glue loves her life from the beginning, the start, because she knows there is nothing that can tear them apart. After her time is through, who will be the glue? She wonders if at some time through her life, she will dig her handwritten prize out of even more piled up papers, and memories and hand it to the grown-up younger glue. She hopes he or she will understand the meaning of this honor that is being passed on. That this new glue will hold them all together with deep love from their heart, patience from the beginning, respect and honor, and prayer from the start.
