Friday, March 22, 2013

After Steubenville

I try not to habitually link to other people's blogs, but I thought this article was a profound expression of one mother's heart for her sons.  

A tiny excerpt:

I held you when fever burned your forehead. And I stroked back your hair when your stomach churned and I cleaned us both up when you vomited all over everything. I opened books for you and stoked your mind and unpacked a world before you and I laid down me to make more of you and it wasn’t a sacrifice but the unexpected grace of motherhood.

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