It’s a terrible thing to hear about a murder in the news. Yesterday i came across the news story where a man in NY state had murdered his own 79 yr old mother then took off for Pa. to hide out.They caught him and extradited him back to NY State.You have to ask yourself,how could anyone murder their own mother? I saw the picture of the 79 yr old woman and she looked as sweet as she could be. Let’s suppose she wasn’t-it would still not justify the son taking her life.I understand from the article that he was even living with her.I took it to mean she was probably helping him out.
You can’t justify murder.You can justify killing in the case of self defense but killing and murder are generally 2 different things.
It brought me back to my own mother.We didn’t have the best of relationships when i was growing up. She was as patient as she could possibly be. As we both grew older and she was diagnosed with Cancer ,i carried around the weight of knowing i didn’t treat her as well as i should have. When you’re young you have no awareness of how quickly the time passes. When you’re 60 ,you know this time we call life, passes in the blink of an eye.She was one very brave woman when she faced her cancer. My dad was a very brave man when he faced his Parkinson’s. The older generation-their generation-was built tough and wise.Ours? Not so much.
It’s a terrible thing to think about all the unborn children we’ve lost in our country and the errors we have spread around the world. It’s just as terrible for a mother to have her own unborn child murdered as it is to murder your own parents. The one difference is that abortion gives permission to another human being to do it.
When it comes to taking a human life-any human life-we can NEVER take that lightly.
Can you even entertain the thought of murdering your own parents? Can you even entertain the thought of having the life of your unborn child taken away? What kind of circumstances do you think could be so difficult that murder would be a solution?
I kept my own son as an unmarried young woman;21 to be exact.
Abortion was NOT an option. It was available but unthinkable.
I had a job at the time,so i was financially prepared for the responsibility of raising a child. I was making pretty good money but stayed with my parents for a time.They were very supportive. I know that not everyone is that fortunate but there is always a way.
Sadly, i was not especially mature otherwise when i made the decision to raise him.I did the best i could do for the first few years;but a few years later i made some incredibly poor decisions. They almost destroyed my life and had a profound affect on his. He deserves credit for being resilient and his grandparents deserve even more credit for setting a better example than i did. He came through it all and went on to build a far better life for himself and his own family.
It cost me in my relationship with him and I ended up having no relationship with my own grandchildren. The good part was that my parents had a relationship with him and his children were more like their own grandchildren. The hard part for me was having lost it all ,but not undeservedly. If I were not at fault;I would be angry. The crux of the matter is that I was at fault and decided it was better to accept and let all of us move on.
You might conclude this might have been one of those cases where adoption would have been the best choice. I can’t say as i feel that way. It’s an unanswered question. I don’t regret deciding to raise him.i do regret failing him. You live with your decisions.You accept the consequences.My husband calls these blog entries the imaginary conversation with Alexa. I know that he’s right. He means well,but if i feel the need to have them them so be it.At least until i’m ready to give them up.The time will come.You want the truth-i worry about her. I honestly worry about my son. When you don’t know with certainty how it’s going out there you can dream up all kinds of scenarios.They’re probably wrong but you make up for in imagination what you don’t objectively know.He seemed to be doing just fine,but you know that life is never all just fine. The old saying goes, is that if you make your bed,you lay in it. It’s a way of saying ACCEPT consequences for poor decisions.
May is the month of Our Lady. The month of our Blessed Mother in heaven.We can turn to her under all circumstances. Pray the rosary each day(or as often as you can).
Bring Flowers of the Rarest Hymn
O Mary we crown thee with blossoms today!
Queen of the Angels and Queen of the May.
O Mary we crown thee with blossoms today,
Queen of the Angels and Queen of the May.
Bring flowers of the rarest
bring blossoms the fairest,
from garden and woodland and hillside and dale;
our full hearts are swelling,
our glad voices telling
the praise of the loveliest flower of the vale!
Their lady they name thee,
Their mistress proclaim thee,
Ah, grant that thy children on earth be as true
as long as the bowers
are radiant with flowers,
as long as the azure shall keep its bright hue
Sing gaily in chorus;
the bright angels o’er us
re-echo the strains we begin upon earth;
their harps are repeating
the notes of our greeting,
for Mary herself is the cause of our mirth