How easy it is to see the princess get married to the prince of her dreams. Isn’t that what is expected from a princess? And off to the side you see her parents so thrilled, tears welling in their eyes, the pain of losing her eased only by the joy they see in her eyes. So proud of their precious one’s new life and future, they contemplate how time flew by. Finding it hard to let go of their princess they mourn the passing of time. But what of the prince’s parents? Do they not grieve just as deeply? Raising the prince wasn’t it the same sacrifice at the altar that day? How deep it ripped his mother’s heart. How lonely she felt that day he joined together with the princess. Quickly she retreats to the day he was born. Holding him in her arms she looked down and fell in love. It was an all consuming love that enveloped her whole heart. Looking forward she made room that some day she would share his love with another. His whole life she prayed that the woman would be worthy of such a gift. That the sacrifice would be made that much easier by the fact she would love with her whole heart with a love that would envelope them both. That she would be as much the princess as he was a prince.
The day came all too quickly. She rushed in from nowhere. Swooping in and captivating all in her wake. How excitedly they looked to the future. Left on the sidelines to watch him make plans to leave the pain started. The pain was as deep as the love on that first day. But it was a lovely pain. It was a pain of hope, joy and reflection of days gone by. Carried by the enchantment of the princess a mother can let go. She once was the princess and still holding her prince she knew the joy to come for them both. Sacrifice was given the day she took a prince away. She recognized the love of this princess and gave the sacrifice willingly. And now left to watch the beauty, she is torn.
She knows that one day this princess will make the same sacrifice, silently and quietly, because there are only tears for the sacrifice of a princess. Maybe because the sacrifice of a prince is the giving up of a place saved for just that special guy in a mama’s life.
Every prince taking a princess has a mama giving up her special place.
Give it with grace and beauty to celebrate the prince that leaves a hole in the heart of his mother.
The day came all too quickly. She rushed in from nowhere. Swooping in and captivating all in her wake. How excitedly they looked to the future. Left on the sidelines to watch him make plans to leave the pain started. The pain was as deep as the love on that first day. But it was a lovely pain. It was a pain of hope, joy and reflection of days gone by. Carried by the enchantment of the princess a mother can let go. She once was the princess and still holding her prince she knew the joy to come for them both. Sacrifice was given the day she took a prince away. She recognized the love of this princess and gave the sacrifice willingly. And now left to watch the beauty, she is torn.
She knows that one day this princess will make the same sacrifice, silently and quietly, because there are only tears for the sacrifice of a princess. Maybe because the sacrifice of a prince is the giving up of a place saved for just that special guy in a mama’s life.
Every prince taking a princess has a mama giving up her special place.
Give it with grace and beauty to celebrate the prince that leaves a hole in the heart of his mother.
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