For a while as our children grow into adulthood, it may be that we see them - and that they see us - one dimensionally. I was the mother, authoritative and protective, at times overwhelmed with the resposibility of nurturing these boys to manhood, and discipling in a hopefully loving manner. They were the seedlings, sons of hope and promise. We spent years seeing each other as mother and child. But the child eventually becomes who he is meant to be, young mother continues becoming who she is meant to be, and the relationship calls for readjustments, with both breaking out of that one dimensional view and seeing each other as actual multi-dimensional human beings.
Kahlil Gibran wrote, "Your children are not your own. They are life's longing for itself . . . You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth."
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