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		<title>Unexpected Gift&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 02:00:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Yvonne</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have a son who is getting married in a little over 2 weeks from now&#8230;.the first of three. There are so many thoughts and emotions that one goes through as this day approaches. With both sets of parents being divorced, there have been awkward and even painful moments. Yet the other night, I was [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;">I have a son who is getting married in a little over 2 weeks from now&#8230;.the first of three. There are so many thoughts and emotions that one goes through as this day approaches. With both sets of parents being divorced, there have been awkward and even painful moments. Yet the other night, I was truly blessed with an amazing phone call from my son&#8230;.one that was not expected at all.</span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;">Through our conversation he shared with me that I was not in my &#8216;true nature&#8217; as he put it. He asked how I wanted to be seen and known&#8230;..and he was right. And so in that moment, I realized and had to accept that there are circumstances and people&#8230;..that they may not or will likely never change.</span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;">I can only change me and how I choose to &#8216;be&#8217; and express in my life. He reminded me of all the qualities he respected and admired in me. Now this may seem like something trivial, but for me, this was a huge moment&#8230;.being validated by my adult son in a way I haven&#8217;t been to this degree before.</span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;">My son reminded me that day that&#8230;.</span></strong></em></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;">* I was the one that brought him into this world&#8230;</span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;">* I was there when he took his first steps&#8230;</span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;">* I am the one who will have the traditional &#8220;Mother-Son Dance&#8221; &#8230;and more</span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;">&#8220;No one can take that away from you Mama,&#8221; by then I was in tears</span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></strong></em></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;">And so my son, who I am so proud of, shared his thoughts with me&#8230;.. as a grown man, touched with wisdom&#8230;.  He shared what he had to, so that things flow more smoothly&#8230;.with kindness, sincerity and compassion. He validated and honoured not only his thoughts and feelings, but also mine and those of others. Well done!!!</span></strong></em></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #336633;"><span style="font-family: georgia,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-size: small;">Could a mother truly ask for more&#8230;..my heart is full&#8230;.and at peace.</span></strong></em></span></span></p>
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