Thirty Days of Blog, Day Six

Something you hope you never have to do.


46037923-ea5a-42b2-b972-bd57ce53a1b6_4I never want to lose my son… not in any way shape or form. Having a child really is like having your heart removed and having it walk around outside yourself. Its a love so intense it can be frightening, and its a very different love to the love I have for my husband.

And I hope I never have to kick my son out of the house.

I know this may seem “out there”, but tough love is something I believe in, and my darling knucklehead knows that there are limits to my patience and understanding.

I will love him forever no matter what, but I will not tolerate everything.

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7 Responses to Thirty Days of Blog, Day Six

  1. MeeA says:

    This is a big one for me, too. And with each child you have, it just becomes even harder to contemplate losing one of them.
    .-= MeeA´s last blog ..Oh! By The Way =-.

  2. Tough Love is good when needed. I can’t imagine losing a child. Shit, I can’t even imagine having one!
    .-= Clairious Miss´s last blog .. =-.

  3. The highlight of my day is when I come home and see my son.
    .-= Spear The Almighty´s last blog ..Large Sinkhole in Germany =-.

  4. Bridget says:

    Aww sweets. I hope you never lose D also. Your readers are witnesses to your enduring love. 🙂

  5. hardspear says:

    Oh, that would be the worst. I am not one to question God, but when someone’s child dies, I cannot help but think that He had it wrong. Parents should not survive their children… It is not the natural order of things…
    .-= hardspear´s last blog ..Movember – Grow a Mow for Cancer Awarenes – CANSA Campaign =-.

  6. Julia says:

    I think that deep down all Moms hope for and ultimately fear the same stuff for their kids.

  7. Tracy says:

    I hope I never have to face the fact of either of my children being on drugs – I’ve seen what it can do and it terrifies me more than any other “parenting nightmare”