Dear Mom,
Sometimes I feel like such a bad mother and wife. That everything is always about me. That all the thing from fertility treatments, to the hard pregnancies, to the deliveries, to my grief over losing you, and now this post partum mood disorder. I feel like they have taken so much from those who need me. Like Dave. Like Cooper. Like Everlie. Like dad. those who need me to take care of them, to teach them, play with them, clean the house for, make dinners for, make plans with -- to be the person that helps the wheels turn, that guides the ship, that takes care of the big things and remembers the little things and makes everyday happy and special for.
I long to be confident and in control. I long to be capable and strong. courageous. Happy. At peace. Loving. Helpful. Kind. Inspiring. And most of all to make a difference in their lives, for the better. To give more than I take. And to be the best wife and mother I can be. Too share and live with pure joy with this amazing family I have.
And to get better as much for me as for them.
And engage and participate fully in my life and their lives. With love, fun, and passion.
I want to follow your example. And be the kind of amazing mother and wife you were.
Send your spirit my way.
xo
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