I do hope I grew a strong son. I must have done a reasonable job because he has never needed me since he stopped talking to me. It is really a blessing dressed up. As a mother I am pleased he is a strong lad. I am pleased I was a good mum to him at one stage of our lives. I never wanted to stop but that was his call, not mine.
We all live and learn and every day I am grateful for having had a son who taught me so much along the way. Its a bit of a travesty I can't tell him this now he is older. Once again though - his call not mine.
A mothers love never ever ceases, so if he thought not speaking to me would have some other outcome, I guess he called it wrong. I was never born to be that way. There is nothing in heaven or on earth that would change this.
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