Hello HareOm, Laura and All ~

HareOm, Namaste for your loving words.

Laura, Namaste for your loving words. I was asking you if the link was working too since my thumbs got in the way in another link.

I do appreciate your sharing here as a fellow mother of daughters. We learn so much about ourselves from our children.
Actually, I was 'accused' of being the kind of mother who gave way too much rope to her children. Always watchful and when necessary would give the signal to bring it in a bit but allowing for the 'mis-steps' and tumbles. Not being lenient in some things as in my daughter's traumatizing experience at age 12. I wouldn't allow them to be 'dropped off' at the mall to watch matinees with boys in a dark theater unattended as were some of their girlfriends and I was big on speaking to parents in regards to overnights and such. Hence, the disciplinarian. I spoiled their idea of fun at that age!

"Mom!! But why Mom!! Everybody's else's mother lets them do it!! "Mhm. Well, I am not everyone else's mother." I was called, unfair, mean and yada, yada....
I truly was baffled at my daughter's acting out because I had asked her if something of this nature had transpired (intuit) and she my quiet baby, said no. Too afraid to lose favor with dad.
This song was being sung to me by my daughter while I posted the link here. I love hearing what others see and hear, it grows my picture.
What I heard from my daughter to me was in her way of communicating style with me, subtle yet always clear, she was thanking me for keeping the faith in her even though there have been many times where her decisions created hard lessons for our entire family and it was 'Mom' (being led by an UnSeen Hand) who kept on by staying on the Higher Path by walking through the shit with my children.
The Highs and the Lows and everything in between. Life. ~
I had to keep going, one step at a time for what is called 'my children'. And I had my moments when after the children went to bed. I helped myself to tears and two or three glasses of wine to drown the sorrow. I had no support via family, no husband and friends who were supported by family who did not understand what a struggle was.
What 'surprises' me in moments like this is that anyone was even paying attention. This is one of the greatest joys a parent can experience. Appreciation.
I am quirky in my ways and I am no different here than I am anywhere. My girls laugh at what I write in here sometimes and they say,
'Oh my god mom, they don't know you like we do." I say, "well, they are getting to know me now!"

Her from no hope to hope shared with me. The words that really spoke to me in this dedicated song by my Beloved Child to her 'Mother' was:
"Now that the world isn't ending, It's Love that I'm sending to you."
I can live in peace with that in this moment. Yes Laura, I agree, it really is about listening.
Thank you Sara, I love you too. ~
I love you and All ~
Julia