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honor of the International Women’s Day Synchroblog, called together by Sarah Bessey, I’m reposting this tribute to the women in my life who were and are my Patron Saints & Spiritual Midwives. π Who is a special woman in YOUR life? Comment & tell me about her!
~~~ A special tribute to the beautiful, smart, funny, loving women in my life – especially my mother! – who inspired me and shaped my life.
Love you SO MUCH, Mom, Grandma, Auntie Pam, Randie, and Nana!!!
XOXOXOXOXO,
Tanya
Poem by Nicholas Gordon
Before I was myself you made me, me
With love and patience, discipline and tears,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,
Allowing me to sail upon my sea,
Though well within the headlands of your fears.
Before I was myself you made me, me
With dreams enough of what I was to be
And hopes that would be sculpted by the years,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,
Relinquishing your powers gradually
To let me shape myself among my peers.
Before I was myself you made me, me,
And being good and wise, you gracefully
As dancers when the last sweet cadence nears
Bit by bit stepped back to set me free.
For love inspires learning naturally,Β
The mind assents to what the heart reveres.Β
And so it was through love you made me, meΒ
By slowly stepping back to set me free.





























































