They weren't complaints, they weren't whiney, and they certainly weren't wanting their mom to come to their defense, but.....
from an instant message:
"Mom, you just cannot believe the language. It's so awful.....the Lord's name in vain, the 'f' word every other word in a sentence. After awhile, those words just begin to swim around in your head."
I was disgusted, and I wanted to fly over to Afghanistan, and give those soldiers a tongue lashing. I wanted to write a letter to General McCrystal and the Pentagon and say, "What is going on here...military personnel should be held to a higher standard. "
THE MOM IN ME wanted to step in to protect my son's exposure to this foul language - (and he was a lieutenant commander!)
from a conversation at the kitchen table:
"Mom, I've tried to call them and I've left a message, but they just don't respond. I guess they just don't want to include me in their FHE group."
I was dismayed, and I wanted to call the Bishop and the head of the Family Home Evening Group Leader and say..."just because she lives at home doesn't mean she isn't part of your FHE groups."
THE MOM IN ME wanted to step in and protect my daughter from the indifference she was facing - (and she was a freshman in college!)
from a phone call:
"Mom, one of my roommates stole six hundred dollars from me! It was hidden way back in a drawer. I needed that money!"
I was upset, and I wanted to drive right down to the university, get the money back, and give the thief/roommate a good spanking.
THE MOM IN ME wanted to protect my daughter from the ways of the world - (and she was a senior in college!)
Being a mom just never ends....it starts the minute you get the results from the pregnancy test, and it just goes on and on - even when they are in college or parents of their own or adults; it's beautiful and wonderful. But, every feeling and emotion of the child's becomes the mom's. Every heartbreak becomes the mom's. Every hurt, loss, sorrow, disappointment, becomes the mom's also.
And that is why - when this happens:
from an email:
"Mom, he makes me so happy; he's so GOOD to me."
THE MOM IN ME rejoiced!
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