Letting Go....

Yesterday Alex was reading out loud to me from the New Era (I've started having him read 20 minutes in his AR book and then 10 from church magazines.) while I prepared dinner.  In this story the girl talks about making bad choices and hurting her mom, the one person she loves the most. Alex stopped reading and looked up at me smiling, "See mom? Everyone loves mom's the most!" 

He went back to his reading then stopped and out of no where announced,  "I don't hate my Ukraine mom anymore." Then shrugged and said, "Maybe she is still mean?" but he shrugged again like it was out of his control and he wasn't going to worry about it any longer.  

I was so very proud of him. He's letting go of his hate and hurt. What a  big, heavy bag for a little boy to be carrying around all this time. 

I told him how  great it was that he has decided not to hate her and how wonderful that must feel.  I told him that we should both be grateful to her that she gave him life so he could come here and be our son. He nodded in agreement. We talked about how maybe she did the best she could with what she had. I also quickly touched on how hating her doesn't hurt her, it just hurts him. He agreed then went back to his reading without a care in the world. Our entire conversation couldn't have lasted more than 5 minutes. We could have been discussing the weather or what I was making for dinner, or whatever....but we weren't. We were healing his soul or I should say HE was healing his soul and moving forward with his life.

What a resilient, brave, strong, beautiful boy.

I wonder if his Ukraine mom ever thinks of him?..... I wonder if she knows just what she's missing?..... I wonder if I could take her in a boxing match?..... Hum....maybe I need to work on letting my anger go....