http://aroomofmamasown.com/2007/05/mama-tell-me-what-im-thinking/ Tue, 10 Apr 2012 03:24:20 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 http://aroomofmamasown.com/2007/05/mama-tell-me-what-im-thinking/comment-page-1/#comment-32 thejunkyswife Fri, 11 May 2007 19:51:00 +0000 http://aroomofmamasown.com/wordpress/?p=68#comment-32 Reminds me of something a woman was saying at the meeting last night...she was talking about how she's come to understand her higher power, and how it has to do with the way it just feels like your supposed to be in certain places with certain people at certain times...the way that you can understand your son, and in spite of all the frustration you must get sometimes, you and he are able to figure each other out...and the same thing with being married to an addict. They can be huge pains in the ass, but there's something about their habits and tendencies that fill a need we have in ourselves... Reminds me of something a woman was saying at the meeting last night...she was talking about how she's come to understand her higher power, and how it has to do with the way it just feels like your supposed to be in certain places with certain people at certain times...the way that you can understand your son, and in spite of all the frustration you must get sometimes, you and he are able to figure each other out...and the same thing with being married to an addict. They can be huge pains in the ass, but there's something about their habits and tendencies that fill a need we have in ourselves...

]]> http://aroomofmamasown.com/2007/05/mama-tell-me-what-im-thinking/comment-page-1/#comment-30 kristi Fri, 11 May 2007 17:14:00 +0000 http://aroomofmamasown.com/wordpress/?p=68#comment-30 Oh my gosh. We go thru the same things. Often, my daughter has to tell me what her brother wants...but I am getting better! My husband picked our son up yesterday and took him to the Post Office. BIG MISTAKE. They had a Star Wars poster on the wall, and when my son came home, he cried for 20 minutes because he wanted that poster. Oh my gosh. We go thru the same things. Often, my daughter has to tell me what her brother wants...but I am getting better! My husband picked our son up yesterday and took him to the Post Office. BIG MISTAKE. They had a Star Wars poster on the wall, and when my son came home, he cried for 20 minutes because he wanted that poster.

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