Some nights, less than many, I am graced by the sweet presence of my middle boy, Pierce. Tonight was one of those sweet memorable nights. For literally 2 hours he laid piled up in my bed snuggled under the covers like the little boy that once use to crawl up and sleep next to me at night. But this little boy now stands a towering 5.5 inches taller me, he’s 5’10. And it’s just not cool to sleep with mom anymore. Most of our conversation consisted of answering “what if?” Questions… Would you want to live in a bigger house…. Don’t you know we already have too much stuff…and the purity ring..Now this struck a cord in my heart. He proceeded to tell me that one of his little buddies got one. But his little friend didn’t want it. Pierce also said it’s not like anyone can make you be pure. I held his sweet little hand and explained that the ring is just symbol to remind you of the promise you make to God. Do you understand what that promise is? Yes, mama I do. It’s to not sleep with anyone before marriage. I gently responded back to him that you don’t have to wear a ring to make that promise but in the days to come there are going to be girls that will be willing to give you anything you want. But it’s your responsibility to try and not fall into these temptations. Explaining the meaning of true love wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be. But explaining the outcome of irrational decisions was. By the end of the conversation I do feel as if he had a better understanding not just about promises to God, but promises he must keep for himself. When I look at him I still see that little boy….