Strong Seed

Strong Seed… this was a phrase I heard tonight… As a woman who looks in the mirror and only sees her children’s eyes looking back at her, the strength of a seed means nothing. Why do I wonder where my eyes came from? Seems a lost dream indeed. But there are moments when the overwhelming need of knowing overcomes me. I know genetics, does not mean parents. Parents are a choice. Being a parent is a choice. Blood means nothing when you love, nurture and care for a child. Strong Seeds, walk away everyday.