
I love my son .. and do not always understand the mind of those that I love.. I do not understand why he could not come see .. me.. we can make all kinds of excuses.. but the truth is.. if he wanted to.. he would have been here.. ( I guess I am reaping what I have sown) So I choose.. to let Grace takes the place of hurt.. I will not grow bitter this way .. and when I do get to see my son again.. one day.. What a Happy Day that will be.. When I feel his arms around me .. His little snuggle to my neck.. making sure.. I am his Mom-Me ..
Even Jesus needed space from His mother.. When a man grows up .. He has lots of things he has to face.. that his mother's love can no longer protect him from .. I am proud of my son.. He has become a Man.. He is working hard.. to provide for his wife.. and his life..
Note to Self: Inspired .. 11-16-08 Mood on my space.. the day after.. I realized my son.. was not coming to see me .. after Pie's funeral .. LisaMe! is being very understanding .. offering Grace to thoses I love .. as I write on myspace
And then I write.. lol..
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look at him. he is all grown up but still looks like the little jeremy i remember! daily i try to put on the brakes, but the more i try the faster they grow!
There was a poem that I wrote years ago.. when Liza was a baby.. "she growing so fast" .. Funny I never thought about myself as a writer back then.. I will have to go look it up and post it..
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