I am just shutting up
No longer am I going to try to straighten out my son, I feel ashamed that he is my seed 馃様
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goliathtree 路 56-60, M
join the club.
Sarabee 路 41-45
[i][/i]@goliathtree I'm crying inside but he doesn't know I am disowning him when he is 16
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@Sarabee call child services now and at least give him a chance with someone mentally and emotionally capable of parenting
Sarabee 路 41-45
@SW-User I taught him well , friends the world grabbed him ,please I am a wonderful mother just my son did not heed my advice
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@Sarabee
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,聽
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,聽
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,聽
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,聽
and He bends you with His might聽
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,聽
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,聽
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,聽
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,聽
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,聽
and He bends you with His might聽
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,聽
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
