Her daughters sat at the table eating lunch.
In the same places they sat for every meal.
How would they feel about sitting at a different table,
in a different house, surrounded by strange furniture?
Speaking a strange language to strangers,
being foreigners.
What was more important?
Whose happiness mattered most?
She knew the answer…
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Hard, hard choices. So glad she knew the answer.
Mothers know all the answers but still struggle with the choices.
I'm so glad I'm not a mother.
"Where would they be happiest in the long term?" is a good question too.
And maybe "With whom would they be happiest?"
changes for our children bring us the biggest heartache but sometimes it's unavoidable.
We want to protect them from pain with every fiber of our being..thus is the pain of a parent's heart.
HUGS
tc
I understand this absolutely..
Struggling with hard choices. Not the place I care to be in. :(
One wonders if the place is as important as the love that would still surround them.
Thankyou all for you support and imput and one or two of you for your diplomatic silence, THE UN DOESN'T KNOW WHAT IT IS MISSING.
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