#mamamonday "Now Saint is a ghost. He and I can now love equally. He knows the things I have been hiding all these years. Now I must tell my daughter everything. That she is a daughter of a ghost. She has no chi. No balance. This is my greatest shame. How can one leave this world without leaving her their spirit?" I worry about this day often. The day I have to tell my daughter the truth about her biological father. I have to deliver the pain of the details and then help her let go of any anger those details may bring, like they once brought me. I hope that on that day, her tiger spirit will stand strong and not crumble under the weight of a man's foul selfish choices...and if it does, I will hold her and I will fight for her, and even fight her herself until she remembers there is a tiger inside her and that he played no part in the strength of that spirit.
