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<blockquote data-quote="Lil" data-source="post: 666092" data-attributes="member: 17309"><p>I think we all relate. <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/emoticons/group-hug.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":group-hug:" title="group hug :group-hug:" data-shortname=":group-hug:" /></p><p> </p><p>I expected a different relationship. Heck, I expected a different child. I think about him as a little boy, MY little boy. He was quiet and never one of those giggly kids...but he was sweet. He loved me - loved to snuggle, loved to read, loved to have me sing to him. I expected him to grow up and go to college and get some job that made him happy. I expected to have him bring his friends around and to have a bunch of guys hanging out in our basement. (Guess I got that for a little while...but not for long and not the ones I expected.) I expected him to come home from college with bags of laundry and eat me out of house and home and spend time with us in the summers and holidays and eventually introduce us to girls. I didn't expect him to get stoned and steal and flunk and lie and basically show us no respect. I never expected to kick him out of my home and to find more peace when he is gone...but always with that nagging little pain in the back of my heart. </p><p> </p><p>These things are so hard.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lil, post: 666092, member: 17309"] I think we all relate. :group-hug: I expected a different relationship. Heck, I expected a different child. I think about him as a little boy, MY little boy. He was quiet and never one of those giggly kids...but he was sweet. He loved me - loved to snuggle, loved to read, loved to have me sing to him. I expected him to grow up and go to college and get some job that made him happy. I expected to have him bring his friends around and to have a bunch of guys hanging out in our basement. (Guess I got that for a little while...but not for long and not the ones I expected.) I expected him to come home from college with bags of laundry and eat me out of house and home and spend time with us in the summers and holidays and eventually introduce us to girls. I didn't expect him to get stoned and steal and flunk and lie and basically show us no respect. I never expected to kick him out of my home and to find more peace when he is gone...but always with that nagging little pain in the back of my heart. These things are so hard. [/QUOTE]
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