Motherhood was not what I expected
You touch my heart with this piece. It’s hard enough for any mother to care for two children born eighteen months apart, but those of us who adopt bring another set of expectations to our role as mothers. I was convinced that parenting was ultimately all about nurture with nature playing a much less significant role. Yes, you and I are mothers who have loved and advocated for our children with every ounce of energy we could muster. In the words of my late and very wise father, “You can’t live your children’s lives.” It’s taken me almost forty-five years to accept this.
I love you Alice Goldbloom !
Miss you Alice
Touching. Thank you for sharing❤️
Touching piece with parts that resonate so deeply with my own son. May God protect them and give them the strength they deserve.
Your writing really captures the tenderness and anguish of loving someone who suffers. Thank you for your gift to your readers.
Alice - This week's piece should be required reading for all - not just parents - who struggle to love someone 'different'. I loved being a parent, but I'm ever mindful that I had it easy. The power of your words and what you gained from loving your son reaches the core of life itself. He was a fortunate fella to have you and Jon. Very moving. Thank you. Henry
I find that to be true of "grandmotherhood" as well. I have been doubly blessed with the gifts of my children and my grandsons. Who would have known they would teach me so many important and loving lessons.