I stood shoulder to shoulder with my three brothers and little sister in front of our baby brother’s casket. I remember fighting my tears.
Today, as I reflect on the actual birth day of my youngest child. I can’t help but feel a deeply moving gratitude for all those mothers who have inspired me along the way with their unwavering tenacity to protect, honesty to guide, “knowing” to mother, gift to give in times where true unselfish strength is needed and pure downright inspiration to do the right thing in the best interest of our children.
Today, I discovered a post my twelve year old put on the internet that I never knew about. How does that happen? I am an in touch mom. My boys have very closely monitored electronic lives.