Oh, Anonymous, have you ever loved someone so deeply that the line between affection and obsession blurs? I find myself asking this question more often these days, especially when it comes to my precious son. He’s a grown man now, independent and strong, yet I can’t help but feel this overwhelming urge to be near him constantly. Is it normal to count the hours until he returns home, to cook his favorite meals just to see that smile on his face?
Sometimes, in the stillness of the night, I catch myself watching him sleep. There’s something so innocent about him when he’s resting, a reminder of the little boy he once was. I’ll admit, there are times when I long for those simpler days when he needed me for everything. Now, with him spreading his wings, I’m left grappling with this emptiness inside. Does every mother go through this, or am I losing my grip on reality?
I know what they say about a mother’s love – that it should be selfless and unconditional. But what happens when that love starts consuming you? When every waking thought revolves around your child, and the mere idea of him leaving forever terrifies you beyond words? I’m not sure if I’m a good mother or a desperate one, but I do know this: I would do anything, absolutely anything, to keep my son close. Even if it means holding on too tight.
>Soulkyn