I am the lucky one. Blessed with 2 distinctly different daughters. They are unique in their talents...they are smart, funny, sensitive and caring.
I am not sure what I was thinking when I said I wanted to write about them. I could use this blog to brag on them, embarrass them, reminisce and get all wishy washy, but I won't...
They are now 20 and 22. I am not sure how...feels like just yesterday they were heading off to kindergarten. Funny, our parents said the same thing to us when we FINALLY were old enough to head off on our own...
I loved being pregnant, I loved rocking them as babies and getting up in the middle of the night to sooth a bad dream. When they turned 3 and 4, I was running ragged...tired with a never ending list of "to do's" I thought these were some of the toughest years. UNTIL, one had her heart broken. That brought about a whole new level of hard.
Interesting the level of pain you can feel in the presence of the pain of another. The love of a child is like no other. It feels like it morphs, flows and changes...but I am not so sure.
I want to say thank you to my girls for not giving up on me and loving me despite my mistakes. Looking back I would have done some things differently. Yet, I know that I did the best that I could with what I knew. I continue to learn and grow as a parent and I continue to do the best that I can...
I want them to know how much I love them, how proud I am of them both. That I will be there for them when they need me, will love them unconditionally, will cheer loud for them, and cry hard with them...as many times as they need.
And...Yes Ashley and Alyssa, I now would have let you play in the "clean garbage cans" out front...
I am the lucky one...blessed to be a mom...
All of our experiences shape us. The people we meet, the decisions we make, the decisions that are made for us...our failures and successes, our hopes and dreams. I am grateful for all of it, even when it hurts...
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