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LOVE MY FAMILY
I AM SO SCARED FOR MY CHILDREN & THERE FUTURE?
ALL I CAN DO IS SET A GOOD EXAMPLE.AA Mother's Love
ALL I CAN DO IS SET A GOOD EXAMPLE.AA Mother's Love
I discovered a love that was deep inside me that I didn’t know was there until something negative happened to one of my children. That un-named love rested inside me until it was activated and its’ irresistible sensation came alive in my heart. I named it unconditional love.
When my son was in prison, I came to realize that no matter what circumstances had brought him there, I loved him and that devotion was something I could not ignore. After my son was sentenced to spend time in prison, some of my constructed attitudes toward him changed. I lost my trust in him but I did not lose my love for him. Even when I tried to bury my love for my son under the guise of anger, my feelings of affection for him were still there.
I practiced unconditional love toward my son and everyone else who I came in contact with. I could walk away from my son, but I couldn’t walk away from the unrestricted love that was permanently embedded in my soul.
I learned to act out my love in different ways. I practiced sharing my love and nonjudgmental tone during our visits in prison, I wrote affectionate sentiments on the post cards, and smiled with adoration at him when I saw him in person. I learned to say words that expressed my love for my son. I discovered that it is pleasing to the soul to receive love and that my sharing love makes my son feel worthy to be alive.
Thank God for a mother’s love.
MA Mother's Love
I discovered a love that was deep inside me that I didn’t know was there until something negative happened to one of my children. That un-named love rested inside me until it was activated and its’ irresistible sensation came alive in my heart. I named it unconditional love.
When my son was in prison, I came to realize that no matter what circumstances had brought him there, I loved him and that devotion was something I could not ignore. After my son was sentenced to spend time in prison, some of my constructed attitudes toward him changed. I lost my trust in him but I did not lose my love for him. Even when I tried to bury my love for my son under the guise of anger, my feelings of affection for him were still there.
I practiced unconditional love toward my son and everyone else who I came in contact with. I could walk away from my son, but I couldn’t walk away from the unrestricted love that was permanently embedded in my soul.
I learned to act out my love in different ways. I practiced sharing my love and nonjudgmental tone during our visits in prison, I wrote affectionate sentiments on the post cards, and smiled with adoration at him when I saw him in person. I learned to say words that expressed my love for my son. I discovered that it is pleasing to the soul to receive love and that my sharing love makes my son feel worthy to be alive.
Thank God for a mother’s love.other's Love
I discovered a love that was deep inside me that I didn’t know was there until something negative happened to one of my children. That un-named love rested inside me until it was activated and its’ irresistible sensation came alive in my heart. I named it unconditional love.
I discovered a love that was deep inside me that I didn’t know was there until something negative happened to one of my children. That un-named love rested inside me until it was activated and its’ irresistible sensation came alive in my heart. I named it unconditional love.
When my son was in prison, I came to realize that no matter what circumstances had brought him there, I loved him and that devotion was something I could not ignore. After my son was sentenced to spend time in prison, some of my constructed attitudes toward him changed. I lost my trust in him but I did not lose my love for him. Even when I tried to bury my love for my son under the guise of anger, my feelings of affection for him were still there.
I practiced unconditional love toward my son and everyone else who I came in contact with. I could walk away from my son, but I couldn’t walk away from the unrestricted love that was permanently embedded in my soul.
I learned to act out my love in different ways. I practiced sharing my love and nonjudgmental tone during our visits in prison, I wrote affectionate sentiments on the post cards, and smiled with adoration at him when I saw him in person. I learned to say words that expressed my love for my son. I discovered that it is pleasing to the soul to receive love and that my sharing love makes my son feel worthy to be alive.
Thank God for a mother’s love.en my son was in prison, I came to realize that no matter what circumstances had brought him there, I loved him and that devotion was something I could not ignore. After my son was sentenced to spend time in prison, some of my constructed attitudes toward him changed. I lost my trust in him but I did not lose my love for him. Even when I tried to bury my love for my son under the guise of anger, my feelings of affection for him were still there.
I practiced unconditional love toward my son and everyone else who I came in contact with. I could walk away from my son, but I couldn’t walk away from the unrestricted love that was permanently embedded in my soul.
I learned to act out my love in different ways. I practiced sharing my love and nonjudgmental tone during our visits in prison, I wrote affectionate sentiments on the post cards, and smiled with adoration at him when I saw him in person. I learned to say words that expressed my love for my son. I discovered that it is pleasing to the soul to receive love and that my sharing love makes my son feel worthy to be alive.
Thank God for a mother’s love.
Saturday, March 1, 2014
CAMANO ISLAND LIBRARY (SAVE)
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