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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Parent (11/16/06)

TITLE: Look at you
By Lesley-Anne Evans
11/20/06


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I saw you today as you walked towards me, I mean I really saw you. So handsome, so pleased with your new haircut, and so unaware of how you looked to me. You took my breath away. My son, no longer a baby, no longer even a little boy, but suddenly a young man.

My heart welled up within me as, in that instant, I realized the passing of time and the result of the years. And how intensly I loved you, and wished that I could freeze-frame that moment of time. You had no idea, of course, as you smiled and said, do you like my haircut mom? Like it, I said, I think itís fantastic. You look wonderful. Thanks, you said, shy smiling, blue-eyed boy of mine.

And now as I reflect on you and how the years have flown by, I have to wonder where will we go from here? Time will march on, and you will continue to grow away from me. You will find your independance, your passion, your purpose, and it will all be without me, just as it should be. But oh, how it hurts. How I wish it wasnít the way of growing up. I wish I could stay here in this moment with you.

Then Iím reminded that you were never mine in the first place. A visitor in my life, invited by the Father, put under my care for just a little while. Have I allowed myself to become too attached? Have I forgotten that my job has been to prepare you to be free? I want to hang on tightly... but no, release is what God desires and what you need.

So for a little while longer I will try to prepare you for your future, give you the tools that you will need, offer the advice that you may take, and point you in the direction that you may choose to go. Iíll make mistakes and forget some things, but my motherís heart knows that Godís grace will cover all my inadequacies.

And then itís a matter of trust after that. Then I place you wholly into the hands of one who loves you even more than I.

Even now, I choose to entrust you to the one who says......See how I love you... I have engraved your name on the palms of my hands...I know everything about you, every hair on your head...I know when you rise and when you lay down...I love you more than your earthy father or mother...I have plans for you...I will never leave you or forsake you...you are mine...always have been...always will be...always mine...

Go with God, my son.


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Louise Grobler11/24/06
Excellent piece of writing. You write from the heart, and touched my heart.Good job. Keep up the good work.
Bella Louise11/24/06
This was an excellent, heartfelt piece of writing. I'm not sure how old exactly your son is during this, but I like it that way :) I positively LOVE the last line.
Donna Emery11/25/06
This is beautiful. I can imagine this being said at graduation, or at any special time when a mother reflects on her feelings for her son. You expressed yourself very well.
SYLVIA KING11/25/06
This is a very delightful piece. So well expressed and definitely a mother's heart. Keep writing. Janie
Leigh MacKelvey11/26/06
The first papragraph said so wonderfully the way a mother looks at her son .. or daughter.. from her heart. The words used brought tears to my eyes as I thought of the way I look at my own children. A piece that will touch every mother who reads it!
Steff Clark11/30/06
This is the way I imagine my mother looks at me. She says its so hard to let me go.
This was very well written.
Joanne Sher 11/30/06
Wonderful, wonderful writing. This is so authentic. Congratulations on your win!
Bonnie Derksen01/13/07
Wow! This is an amazing recounting of the ponderings of your mother's heart.
Very well written. Congratulations on your "deserved" win.
I love, love, love the way you wrote God's personal promises and drew the obvious conclusion that they were for your son, also. Our Father has NO grandchildren!
My mother's heart feels incredibly understood by your article and I thank you.
Linda Watson Owen01/13/07
Please accept this belated congratulations! This article so eloquently captures a mother's heart and captures the heart of every reader! I couldn't have stopped reading if I had even tried. Wonderful!
Mariane Holbrook02/06/07
I felt that I could have written this about my youngest son. How very poignant and beautiful.
David (The Goliath Assassin)12/15/07
This is quite an article! Desrveing of any win. Have you shown this to your son? If my mom ever wrote something like this, I'd be shocked and proud.

"Thanks, you said, shy smiling, blue-eyed boy of mine."

This was the only part of the piece that I found to be almost lyrical...

This works well how it is, no doubt... but perhapse it could be used to produce a little song "from concentrate." I'd say you already have a decent chorus. Just a little somthing to think about, in case your fingers get restless...