My experience is not my son’s


My tolerance is not my son’s tolerance, he will build his own boundaries

My patience is not my son’s patience, he will find his own peace

My anger is not my son’s anger, he will experience his own betrayal

My fear is not my son’s fear, he will find his own demons

My wants are not my son’s wants, he will discover his own satisfaction

My stories are not my son’s stories, he will walk his own journey

My grief is not my son’s grief, he will experience his own loss

My joy is not my son’s joy, he will celebrate his own victories

My shame is not my son’s shame, and if I’m not careful I can easily hand that down

I will teach him, I will love him, I will guide him. His will and his choices will do the rest.

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