An Open Letter to My Teenage Sons
The unspoken burden of having children is that you always put yourself into another mother’s shoes. Every hurt or negected child in the world suddenly has a face, your child’s face. It is particularly difficult when something happens in the news to children that are the same ages as your own. The pain you feel for the other mothers is tangible and raw.
I have also thought of Mike McQueardy’s mother and wonder how great her disappointment is in the son she raised.