But life is not like that. And that really is okay.
Today my son's Rite of Passage begins. Today, he finds himself in a sacred space with men who will help him to discover what it means to be a man. I'm so excited for him to discover who he is becoming and where he will take that. As my first born child when I held him in my arms for the first time, I was so overwhelmed with the task before me.
I look back on his childhood and hope that I gave him enough love, strength and freedom. I hope that my mistakes lead to a greater strength so he can overcome his obstacles.
My son is a good boy and I can see the great man that he will become. If nothing else, I am very proud of him!
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Hello my friend :). Haven't seen you around in a while. Is all well with you? I know you are a beader like me, and I have a slew of beads that I would like to send you. They have quit talking to me creatively, but have informed me that they would like go to a new home with a new set of eyes. I had your address and then, of course, when I needed it, it disappeared. If you would like these little baubles, let me know. My email address is epdesertheart@att.net. Take care of you!
ReplyDeletehi hon! I've just been working my ass off lately! We had two people leave unexpectedly and it took a while to recover.
ReplyDeleteYes, I'd love the beads `;~) I'll send you my address. Are you still liking the incense?
HOpefully I'll be back soon on a regular basis, but I'm thinking of switching over to wordpress for my blog. But of course, I'll still keep up with you!!
How are you???