
Someday, when my child is old enough to appreciate what motivates and parent and makes them do what they do, I’ll tell them…
I loved you enough to bug you about where you were going, who you were with, and what time would you be home.
I loved you enough to worry and nag you about your health.
I loved you enough to choose your temporary upset, in the hope that the lessons would bring you longterm happiness.
I loved you enough to be “overprotective.”
I loved you enough to not make excuses for your bad manners and lack of respect.
I loved you enough to choose to put myself last, every day.
I loved you enough to ignore what “every other parent” did.
I loved you enough to remove people that loved from my life, so that could protect you.
I loved you enough to let you stumble, fail, and fall so that you could learn to stand alone.
But most of all, I loved you enough to risk you hating me for decisions that I made in the hope that I was doing what was best for you…that was the hardest part of all.
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So, what will be some things that you share with your child or children when the right time comes?
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This cuts deep. Their came a time they hated me. And returned, after they saw. Why.
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Lovely!
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I feel blessed with wonderful daughters who accept my imperfections while appreciating my wisdom when they need some advice.
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Good children are a good thing 👍
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So very true!
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