I have two boys. Well actually they are men now, but I'll always think of them as my boys. I don't see them as grown men -- I look at their faces and still see those two cute little boys that I raised.
They each have had their ups and downs trying to make their way in life. It breaks your heart to see them struggle -- you just want to do whatever you can to make it easy for them.
But then you stop and remember the struggles that you went through to get where you are today. These are the things that shape and mold you. These are the things that you have to get through to make you a strong adult. Life isn't easy and you have to work your way through it -- step by step and day by day.
I wonder if my parents looked at me and felt the same way as I struggled with things throughout my life. I always felt like they were there to help if I needed it, but you always hated to ask because you want to be strong and be on your own.
Now as I watch these two men struggle along with their different issues, I hope that they know I always have their back and will help them any way I can. After all, isn't that what moms are for?
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