My loving mother.... I think she must have suffered greatly at the broken heartedness of my own childish rebellion growing up and then as a young 20 something, exiled because I choose it. I am suffering from my own motherly pain of failing my daughter who is struggling to choose a better choice... one only a mother might imagine for their child. They forgot to tell me we couldn't really choose life for that baby we held in our arms some twenty+ years earlier.
It's 2010 and my plight is different from my mother's because it involves a critical element in choosing... our beautiful grandson who will turn three in July. An innocent victim in it all.
It's a most difficult time personally and professionally for many families in the current climate of our Nation. God bless us all.
