Boys!

You know, for a long time (since I was blessed with 3 sons) I have thought that sons were the best. I was so happy that I had 3 boys instead of girls. I mean don't take this the wrong way if you have beautiful, wonderful daughters. I just felt that boys were much easier to raise, especially for someone of my temperament. Boys seem to have much less drama in their lives, and I don't do drama well.

But tonight I am sitting here feeling a little sad for having sons. The saying goes, "A son is a son until he takes a wife, a daughter's a daughter for all of her life." And it suddenly hit me tonight how true that statement is. Sometimes you see a son going through something tough and you just ACHE to hold them and to tell them you love them and that it will be all right, but you just know that it isn't your place any more. They don't want to talk to you about it, they don't want you to comfort them or encourage them or even to touch them. They go to their wives for that.

And suddenly I realize that if it was my daughter, she would still come to me. She would still share her heart with me. I would still have a place in her life.

So, I guess the drama is not such a bad thing when you consider that you will still have a piece of their hearts later on. Sometimes it is so hard to be the mom of adult sons.

Love,
Ev