Box of Butterflies by Roma Downey

Author:Roma Downey
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Howard Books

My Little Angel

Oh, my little angel,

you are the flesh and blood

of my flesh and my blood.

It was God who breathed life into you,

and, for me, that was His greatest gift of all.

And now as I watch you sleeping,

I’m still lost in wonder

at the miracle of your birth,

and lost for words to describe

the blessings you have brought me.

Where once my life seemed sometimes empty and futile,

now you fill me up and give me reason to live.

In a world full of suspicion, dishonesty, and distrust,

you, my little angel, are an open book.

When I am weak, you give me strength;

when I am drifting, you are my anchor.

Yesterday I found you weeping over a broken doll,

and I wanted to cry as I held you in my arms.

And when the day comes that I find you

weeping over a broken heart,

I know I’ll want to die,

but I’ll still be here to comfort you.

Oh, my little angel,

whate’er befalls you in the years ahead,

may the Lord above, who gave you to me,

hold you in the hollow of His hand.

Phil Coulter

I tried to explain that no matter what, it’s love that defines a family. I tried to share how much I felt like Della Reese was my mama, no matter that we came from two different places. I went on to tell Reilly about the fact that my family didn’t look “normal” growing up, as I lost my mother when I was ten; so I was a little girl without a mother, and with just my dad to raise us. Other family members helped out when they could, but my father really was a single parent again. He learned to braid my long hair and took me shopping for dresses, and he never wanted me to feel the void that was obviously there from missing Mom. Bless him, he strove so hard to make things okay.

This story seemed to comfort Reilly. She held me tight and said, “It’s you and me, Mama. We are a family.” I kissed her little head and reassured her, “Yes, baby, I will love you forever, and I will always be your mommy.”

I tried to show Reilly that she was part of a big family, too, by taking her to Ireland once a year so we could see my siblings and she could play with her many Irish cousins. I wanted her to know what it means to be Irish, to know the richness of our culture and beauty of our country, since it is such an integral part of who I consider myself to be.

It was a few more years before Reilly and I found the family we’d always dreamed of. And when we did, it was so fun and joyful to be welcomed into the family of Burnetts and feel like we all belonged together. We blended two families into one, often joking that we were like the Brady Bunch; we all felt so fortunate to have found one another. We weren’t a traditional family, so we felt that much more special.

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