I recently spent a weekend away with my little redhead (12-year-old son) at the coast. I promised myself before we even set off that I would try not to say NO to every suggestion/idea and that I would make an extra effort to really listen to him. Ever hopeful of the perfect Mum and Son bonding moments that would present themselves, we set off full of hope and promise.    We had no sooner left the end of the road before I realised my conversation was, indeed, completely one-si

I'm 55 and I walk fast to keep up with our son's long legs I am quiet listening to him tell me many truths I have freedom in His love and...

His Awkward Age began at birth. I am his mom.  I know it. And now that he’s reached twenty-one, I’m doubtful he’ll outgrow it. By the...