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Just saw my 18-yr-old off at the airport last night . . . > Mothers Never Leave by Angel  "Leaving Home" Graphic Art © Sandee's Place2004 
His back to me now headed for the terminal (terminal? terminal? Did I say TERMINAL?) Stiff upper now, and dam the tears Whilst mem'ry plays it's tender games. Why, he looks just like the little tot I once saw off to kinder school! Head held high and shoulders squared, with gait of one determined. One look back, making sure I see his fearless entrance to the world. Farewell, my son, yes, fare thee well; but know the tie's not broken. I'll feel you in my soul each day and dream you into peace at night. No matter where their journeys run, mothers never leave; and if at times you find the world too much, then hurry home, Beloved--RUN!  Copyright ©2005, Susan Marie Cleveland. All rights reserved. | | | | |
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 | | From: ~TOPAZ~ | Sent: 8/24/2005 10:48 PM |
Oh Angel that is just lovely....brought back my memories of when mine went to school on their first day...it's all so true as well....thankyou...you have such wonderful insight and a marvelous way of expressing it....xxxxTopaz |
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Awww, thank you Topaz  |
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Awwww...How Sweet..Now this I connect with as well..My son is now 28. Is and always will be my baby..Thank You Angel..It has touched me deeply.. Walk In Beauty xxxx Sagehawk |
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Beautiful Angel Isn't it funny how they grow up so quickly. Just a few days ago, I was on my way to work. The kids were sitting in the back seat. And I looked back to say something to them and I swear to god, my son grew up right before my eyes. It seemed when I put him to bed the night before he was still my little boy. But when I looked at him sitting in the back seat with his sweater and glasses on, he was suddenly a big kid. I nearly cried. Funny how the time flies eh? LOL Jake's only 9. I can't imagine what I will do when he leaves home... Peace N Hugs Lori |
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 Thank you both! I remember that every so often, since I found out I was pregnant with Dan, I would figure and re-figure: "Yup--I'll be 50 when he turns 18." Now, all of a sudden . . .  |
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 | | From:  IMZed | Sent: 8/26/2005 5:57 PM |
Angel, that is a very moving poem! Reading it from a son's point of view can be as/(more?) emotionally intense as/(than) a mother's viewpoint...well, in my opinion, anyway! Simply wonderful! So, did you send this to Dan? Love, Zed |
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 Thank you, Zed; and yes, I did, sir.  Now if he can just get to a library or something to check his e-mail!!  What you were saying about the kids' perspective: I really didn't know what that felt like (I personally never looked back when I left home--LOL)--till I wrenched myself away from another msn community that was really like family to me. There was none of the bio connection, surely, but it was traumatic nonetheless. So I do have an inkling of what you mean  |
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