So toady, Friday, while I had a brief moment of solitude before going to the middle school to volunteer - again- I did what I always do when I need a little therapy and/or respite from life. I sat down in front of my computer and started reading, which eventually led to writing.
With Mother's Day approaching and all the Dear Mom posts I have read this morning, I started thinking about my Lessons I Want to Teach My Daughters post and wondered if I am really teaching them all those things I have hoped to. I wondered what those letters from my girls would have said. I hope they might have said something like this . . . . .
I love you.
Sometimes you get busy and forget to do the things I asked you to do - like sewing up that hole in my teddy bear. But, it's o.k. I know you don't mean to forget and I know you will do it if I ask a few more times.
Sometimes you yell. That's o.k., too, because I know sometimes I make you mad. But, I know you always love me no matter what and I'm sorry. (By the way, thanks for reading me that No Matter What book. It's one of my favorites even though I'm older now.)
Sometimes, you don't come to my softball games/school performances/field trips/etc. because one of my sisters has something at the same time and you can't be in both places at once. It makes me sad, but I understand. I know you want to be with all of us all the time and that you are doing your best.
Sometimes, I get really tired of you nagging me to clean up my room and put my stuff away. The mess doesn't bother me, but I know it's important to you for the house to be neat. I'll try harder, but maybe you can relax a little??? Maybe??
Sometimes, I don't understand why you get so frustrated about the clothes I choose or all the foods I don't like. I know you want me to be "a lady" and be healthy, but I'm not really sure what that means exactly. I know you are trying to teach me and I am learning. Be patient with me, please.
Sometimes, you get frustrated when you get dressed, too. You try to hide it because you don't want me to see it and you don't want me to hear you say "I'm fat." I hear it anyway, but I think you are beautiful.
Mom, I know motherhood is harder than you thought it would be. I know you get tired and frustrated. I know sometimes you wonder if you are doing a good job. Want me to be honest?? You are not perfect, mom. Sometimes you do it wrong. But, that's o.k. I know you are trying really hard and that you are doing your very best. We all make mistakes sometimes.
I'm trying really hard, too, to be a good daughter. It hurts when you get mad at me because I don't want to disappoint you. But, I know that, even when you're mad, you love me.
In fact, I know you love me more than anything in this world. That's the most important thing, mom. Remember?? You taught me that.
Sometimes we ALL get frustrated and busy and stressed. Sometimes you are not the best mom and sometimes I am not the best daughter. But, we are safe and healthy. We have everything we need and then some. When, we say "I Love You" every night, we mean it. That's the stuff that is really the most important - just like you said; just like you taught me.
You're doing o.k. mom. Actually, mom, you are doing great! You are the best mom I could possibly have and I love you so much! Thanks for all you do! Happy Mother's Day!
This post is part of Finish The Sentence Friday. FTSF is hosted by some wonderful blogging ladies. Please give them a visit and check out all the other blogs that participate as well!
Janine at Janine’s Confessions of a Mommyaholic
Stephanie at Mommy, for Real
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