Friday, May 27, 2011

The day I realized I missed my son...

May 27, 2011:

The thought penetrated my moment with an aggressive force.  It happened all of a sudden, I realized that my only son has not spoken to me since February 2011.   Darn, can a person be that angry, or just not able to say I miss you.  Can a child remove himself from your world just as quickly as he arrived?

We waist time being angry over things, events, situations and interpretations that are unchangeable.  We lose moments that could be cherished as reminiscent joy.  The remaining person who is apart of this situation will carry all the what ifs to their grave. What a painful thought!  Sorrow, pain, remorse, joy, laughter, are emotions that can stop or continue a life time of memories.  

Son, I'm not mad or annoyed that your decision not to speak to me is still fueled by your judgment of the way I want to live my life.  One day you will be judged and that day before your judgment I pray you will realize your not exempt from being judged yourself. The only difference from your judgment and God's judgment is eternal life with him.  My prayer to God is that you forgive all who you feel have wronged you and forgive yourself for all of those you have wronged; God have mercy.

I will say this to you, I still see the little boy in you still trying to hide your true identity. I will love you today just as I did when I anticipated your arrival into this world.

Violet

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