A letter to my daughter...
To my daughter,
Know that I have always fought for you. I always strived to make you smile. I strived to make you find an adventure in every minor detail. I worked tirelessly to make the little things - big things. I cried over you, prayed for you, and worried about you.
There were days that events would happen, events that you will understand when you get older, that would break me down to my core. But, I would wipe my eyes, hold back the tears and fill my face with a smile to keep your world one of pure bliss. I would put on a front of strength & bravery when I felt completely hopeless.
You will never know the love I have for you. There will never be adequate words to describe the pure joy I feel when I see you excel in this life. I take pride in knowing that the beautiful, kind hearted, loving, strong willed, smart young lady you are becoming is because I have shown you the way.
I believe that you are destined for greatness. You are destined to be a lover, with a love that someone would be blessed to receive. You will accept others and love them, flaws and all. I know that by the way you looked at Jack - 95% of his body burnt, and you looked at him like he was flawless, from day one.
I know there will be days I will fail you. I will be quicker to anger than I should be. I will not give you encouragement when you needed it. I may simply just forget to remind you how perfect you truly are to me. But, NEVER, ever doubt that my love for you is anything less than all in.
Mother's Day isn't about me, my gifts, my dinner, it's about the one who made me a "momma" and what becoming a momma has done to help me grow. This Mother's Day stop, kiss your babies, love them hard, and thank God for allowing you to be their momma.