Dear Children,
Occasionally, I awaken to discover that you have seemingly transformed overnight. Your features appear more defined, your expressions carry an air of maturity. A wave of excitement washes over me, filled with wonder at the vast potential that lies ahead for you. Yet, alongside that joy, there exists a profound fear—a fear that time is fleeting, moving too swiftly for me to grasp it fully. I often reflect on whether I have cherished these moments enough, whether I have provided for your needs adequately, and whether your hearts remain whole and your spirits unbroken.
I acknowledge that my performance as your parent is not always exemplary. While there are days when I excel, there are also days when I falter. Sometimes I respond correctly, but other times I miss the mark entirely. Each day brings its share of mistakes. Occasionally, I react sharply when gentleness is required. I may impose chores when what you truly need is comfort. I recognize these missteps, and they weigh heavily on me, especially when I realize that I have misinterpreted your distress as mere complaints or your sadness as a bad attitude.
Fatigue often leaves me with little more than my leftovers to offer you at the end of a long day, and I regret that you occasionally receive that diminished version of me. Fear can cloud my judgment too; I find myself anxious over both significant concerns and trivial matters. I once believed that adulthood guaranteed clarity, but now I realize that we often navigate uncertainty. In those moments, I forget to appreciate you, to laugh, and to savor our time together—this is a challenge for me.
There are times when I feel lost, grappling with my own struggles that have nothing to do with you—whether it be anxiety or depression, they are never your fault. I am committed to seeking wholeness, so I can better support you when you encounter your own challenges.
While it is easy to dwell on the negatives, I want to clarify that when I look at you, I feel immense pride. I see goodness in you, strength that leaves me in awe. You are a precious gift. Your hearts are pure, your spirits vibrant, and your kindness shines brightly. I am eternally your biggest supporter and advocate.
I encourage you to continue sharing your feelings with me. Let me know when I have hurt you, and share your fears and insecurities, so we can navigate through them together. I accept my imperfections, but I refuse to lose your hearts, as they are of utmost importance to me. I hope my shortcomings provide you with lessons, teaching you to embrace your own flaws without fear. I pray that you will confront your struggles head-on, just as I strive to do, and that you will remain resilient.
Mistakes are part of our journey, and that’s perfectly acceptable. We are all learning through our errors, and you will face numerous challenges as I have. Yet, not one of those missteps can diminish the brilliance I see in you. You are my treasure, my reason for everything.
In moments where time seems to stand still, we can connect deeply. In those quiet instances, as I witness the incredible individuals you are becoming, I am left in utter amazement.
On this particular morning, as I observe your growth, I want you to know how truly wonderful you are. You inspire me every day to strive for the best version of myself. As a family, we will continue to make mistakes and learn together, always holding each other close.
Although perfection eludes me, my commitment to you is unwavering—I am wholly yours and will always be your greatest ally.
With love,
Mom