I just read this beautiful and moving post, which I found via Lisabea, and felt the immediate need to share it with you all.
I hope you will be as touched as I was.
Those who dared:
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I cried. I think it's one of those posts that just makes the rounds, slow and steady. It's old–but the sentiment just slays me.
Anyway. Glad that Kevin shared it today.
LB
I cried too. That's why I posted it. It's so incredibly moving. Thank you so much for linking to it, LB.
Not only did it make me think that the woman is such a wonderful role model for all mothers and women out there, but that her son will have the most amazing story to hear when he gets older.
Thanks for linking to it, Kris. It didn't seem to be working when I visited LB's much earlier in the day.
Well shit, I'm tired from the long day on little sleep but *sniff* *sniff*. I cried too. Beautiful and sad.
Tam, I had no such excuse since I'd just woken up. The phrase 'moved to tears' comes in mind. 🙂
Aww, that was beautiful! Thanks for sharing.
I was (am) having a bad day, I spilled coffee all over my boobies and had to give a power point presentation where I discussed ROI. Then I received a rather rude email – but this, this puts things into perspective. Absolutely beautiful.
Lily: I'm so glad that every one is liking it as much as I did.
KC: It's what I would call a leveller. The kind of thing that stops you in your tracks and makes you think/recognise the truly important things in this world. Awesome.
That was beautiful Kris – Sometimes we need this little dose of reality…
Beautiful piece…
Thank you…nice way to start my morning..
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EH: “Sometimes we need this little dose of reality…”
Yes, exactly. And I agree that it was a lovely way to start the morning. I felt exactly the same way earlier today when I read it. 🙂
It's a beautiful post – thank you so much for the link. Oh to have people accept and not judge.
What a beautiful post. I know that I tell my son the same thing, that it doesn't matter who he loves as long as he is happy. He's 5, but I'm always open with him. I've heard too many stories and want my son to know he will always be loved and can always talk to me. No matter what.
Now, I think I'll go give him a hug. 🙂
Orannia: Yes, it made me both angry and happy. Angry that the young boy bore the brunt of someone being judgemental, but thrilled for him that he has such an amazing mum.
Jambrea: “I've heard too many stories and want my son to know he will always be loved and can always talk to me. No matter what.”
Your son will appreciate being brought up in such a loving and open home, and for having a mum who gives him hugs just because. 🙂
Incredibly powerful stuff. If only all parents could be as understanding with their children as that mother.
Thanks for posting the link Kris – that was beautiful.
You're welcome, Tracy. 🙂