What a beautiful tribute to your mom. Your words here brought her face to my mind so many times. She excelled at getting to the level of the people she cared about and was talking to and i loved her fierceness. I loved how she loved my boys and was a champion for them. Hugs- Jenn.
It's funny, I actually started seeing the two italics sections in different colors while I was reading. I remember well how those two lived side by side.
I love your ability to meet Louie where he is at in a comment like this. There are plenty of parents who couldn't. I don't really say that with judgment... there are days when Mom herself could meet remarks like that playfully and days when she would snap at a child for being so insensitive. I am actually grateful for both experiences because they help us navigate who we want to be as parents.
A thing my son has said a lot recently is "Sometimes bad guys become good guys and sometimes good guys become bad guys." That also makes me feel close to Mom in weird ways, in part because SHE was the good guy and the bad guy. But also because I think she gave us enough perspective to ask how we know the difference.
What a beautiful tribute to your mom. Your words here brought her face to my mind so many times. She excelled at getting to the level of the people she cared about and was talking to and i loved her fierceness. I loved how she loved my boys and was a champion for them. Hugs- Jenn.
Wow, what a moving read. Beautifully written, Jen!
“I keep my hope switched on”. ❤️ Love this.
It's funny, I actually started seeing the two italics sections in different colors while I was reading. I remember well how those two lived side by side.
I love your ability to meet Louie where he is at in a comment like this. There are plenty of parents who couldn't. I don't really say that with judgment... there are days when Mom herself could meet remarks like that playfully and days when she would snap at a child for being so insensitive. I am actually grateful for both experiences because they help us navigate who we want to be as parents.
A thing my son has said a lot recently is "Sometimes bad guys become good guys and sometimes good guys become bad guys." That also makes me feel close to Mom in weird ways, in part because SHE was the good guy and the bad guy. But also because I think she gave us enough perspective to ask how we know the difference.