Make sure my children know how much I love them

With my youngest son… about things that really matter~

Today I texted the youngest to have a good afternoon…. and that I love him. The other day he was telling me that when at work, he’s on his feet the whole time and it’s tiring. So I thought a a break in that activity might be welcome…

has returned to our home… he’s different after being gone for over a year- open, willing and doing things differently~

Called me this evening in a noticeably happy mood. The last time A & I got together for weekly prayers, I asked for his well-being along with his being tuned into Divine guidance and acting on it. A few days later, I began spending concentrated time seeing him wake up, living his best life- whatever that may be for him.

He said his Dad invited him over and discussed a business partnership, he told me they had a talk and exchange unlike any other they’ve ever had and he was excited, hopeful and felt a bond.

I told him that I was happy that he was pleased, that I love him and I’m glad he called to share his good news with me!

My son approached me and started talking. He’s thinking about what he wants to do next. He has a few ideas and plans that will keep him moving forward. I am grateful that he is candid and open to sharing with me. I’m glad that he has so much insight~

We had an Open House for my son. We shopped and prepared the whole weekend and he helped ;) He thanked me several times for having the party for him. We had a great time with friends and family!

Came by to visit this morning, before going to work. I enjoyed those few minutes as we sat and chatted. When I lokk at him and see a grown man, I don’t how time passed so quickly!

He still gives me a hug and kiss at the door. All we need is love ;)

I had a talk with my daughter about expecting actions from others that she would not be willing to commit to herself.

Let’s be reasonable ;)

Today we discussed college (again) and funding his one of choice. I wanted him to know that he should hold on to his dream and realize that sometimes we have to make a pitstop before crossing the finish line. His pitstop may be a community college, just to start~

We spoke in the car today. I talked about how it was never in my plan for my marriage to end. She feels slighted. She may never understand. I grew up in a household that was less than perfect. In fact, the older I got, the worse it became. Listening to arguments, bad mouthing, witnessing blatant disrespect and worse… no way was I going to model that for my kids. That relationship is history. I believe the more we share, the more accepting and at ease she’ll become~