Mother and son

No one said having children was easy and it isn't. It is hard work, sleepless nights (both when little and when big), worry, stress and all those other things.  However all the effort (at times it felt like climbing Mt Everest) that one puts into their children, it is returned beyond measure and when I look at my 24 year old son, I burst with joy.  He isn't perfect, nor am I. We are human with all our faults . . .  regardless, mothers look upon their sons as if they were perfect:)  

This photo was taken at our Mothers Day afternoon tea . . . mother and son. 

My son and his fiancé took their mothers out for afternoon and spoilt us with a wonderful High Tea. I couldn't have asked for more. 

Love your sons dearly. Even when they grow up and leave home as mine have, they still need their mothers.  I get regular phone calls for help and advice . . . or just to chat. I am pretty good at providing advice over the phone these days.  Even though it is sad to farewell them, they must spread their wings and fly. But regardless of their independences, they are still little boys at heart and will ring and say "hi mummy" and your heart breaks with joy.