Confessions

Someone once said that confession is good for the soul.  That person was an idiot.

Every mother in the world dreads these words, "Mom, we need to talk".  Crap.  These are words I heard not long ago, and am still dealing with the fallout of my son's "revelations".  However, all drama aside, I do realize that many mothers out there may never hear those words because their children don't feel they can utter them.  I am honored by my son's trust that he can tell me anything and we'll still be ok.  He'll be grounded for life - but we'll be ok.

One thing this past year has shown me, is that my son and I can survive anything, and will come out of it stronger and closer than before.  Even when we're both fed up with the other, frustrated beyond belief with all the crap and trauma of our lives, we both know we can count on each other - no matter what.  I know that when he says "Thanks, Mom!" - he really means it.  And I know that he believes I will always be there for him.  Always.

So while confession may not be easy on a mother's heart, maybe it truly is good for the soul after all?