Caught And Cradled

This track is a thank-you to those who help mothers of young children, and a promise to do so through my own actions and by raising humans who help other humans. I want my babies, who were tenderly held by so many, to grow up to become baby holders themselves.

This track also marvels at what can unfold when taking a leap of faith.

Transcript

I threw myself into the seeming abyss of single motherhood to three children under three years old and the feminine cosmic hand caught me.

A parade of grandmothers came through my door,

Met me in the field beyond words where they soothed my little ones,

Intuitively knowing their needs and mine.

They were also wise women who had never had children and they too showed up and held my babies,

Stumbling through nursery rhyme lyrics and diaper changes.

For these countless acts of kindness,

I am overwhelmed with gratitude and steadfastly determined to raise my babies to become baby holders themselves.

I will remind my children as they grow that they have many,

Many people to thank and the way to thank them is to extend their generosity into the future,

To touch the lives of those who we've yet to meet.

May my babies and I show our gratitude through action.

Words are well and good.

However,

May we let our lives speak.