Families & Friends Of Addicts Support Group
Addiction affects more than just the individual. This community is dedicated to the families and friends of individuals suffering from any form of addiction. Mental health professionals are increasingly considering alcoholism and addiction as diseases that flourish in and are enabled by family systems. Family members react to the addicted person with particular behavioral...
Mothers love cant be counted. It runs far, far to deep.
It vastness has no ending. Its eternal. It does not sleep.
It comes in many clothing. All varied shades of flesh.
An unlimited store of love, in every style of dress.
Her love lives all around you, every single day.
She asks for very little, and then gives it all away.
She stands beside you always, through each and every fall.
Her love has no conditions, not any, at all.
Her warmth will revive you, shell keep your spirit strong.
Yet we take her for granted, thinking she will last. Oh so long.
Sometimes her love is stifling. Others down right mean.
Shell tell you no. Not right now, or go to your room and clean.
She wants for you, more, than you ever could.
She dreams bigger, tries harder, than you ever would.
Mothers love is tireless, fierce and warrior strong.
She loves you even when youve done wrong.
Her love wont settle, for anything less.
She gets up every morning, preparing your best.
At times her love grows weary, but this shell never say.
You cant stop it, or change it, or make it, go away.
She was the very first, love of your life.
She held you and dressed you and stood you up right.
With every harsh word, there was love in her fight.
With every grounding and scolding, her lips pursed tight.
Theres no other love, as selfless and strong.
No love is as precious, nor as long.
She taught you to love fiercely, take risks and be proud.
Not to live quietly. But to live out loud.
Demand from life the finest, work hard and pray.
And stop to smell the roses, along the way.
Mother loves you always, like no one else, will.
Forever and ever and ever, still.
Lorelie Rozzano.
It vastness has no ending. Its eternal. It does not sleep.
It comes in many clothing. All varied shades of flesh.
An unlimited store of love, in every style of dress.
Her love lives all around you, every single day.
She asks for very little, and then gives it all away.
She stands beside you always, through each and every fall.
Her love has no conditions, not any, at all.
Her warmth will revive you, shell keep your spirit strong.
Yet we take her for granted, thinking she will last. Oh so long.
Sometimes her love is stifling. Others down right mean.
Shell tell you no. Not right now, or go to your room and clean.
She wants for you, more, than you ever could.
She dreams bigger, tries harder, than you ever would.
Mothers love is tireless, fierce and warrior strong.
She loves you even when youve done wrong.
Her love wont settle, for anything less.
She gets up every morning, preparing your best.
At times her love grows weary, but this shell never say.
You cant stop it, or change it, or make it, go away.
She was the very first, love of your life.
She held you and dressed you and stood you up right.
With every harsh word, there was love in her fight.
With every grounding and scolding, her lips pursed tight.
Theres no other love, as selfless and strong.
No love is as precious, nor as long.
She taught you to love fiercely, take risks and be proud.
Not to live quietly. But to live out loud.
Demand from life the finest, work hard and pray.
And stop to smell the roses, along the way.
Mother loves you always, like no one else, will.
Forever and ever and ever, still.
Lorelie Rozzano.
Let go?? Not sure what you mean by that but I will never stop loving my Son too much or give up on him so long as I'm breathing. I've learned however not to enable (still learning) and w/ tough love to teach him to live a full and independent life. It's a process ...