There are days when I, like most parents, think my littles have to have been abducted by aliens, their actions so contrary to what I know I have spent their lifetimes trying to teach them.
Sometimes I just want to pull my hair out, I get so incredibly frustrated, wondering why, oh why do they not understand? Why do they not see?
And just when I think I must be at the very end of my rope with them, they do something that surprises me. That encourages me. That gives me... hope that they will be the compassionate and loving adults I have taught them to be.
It is on days like that, on days like Christmas, when for the first time ever, my littles gave me a gift that they not only sought out, but purchased and wrapped all on their own. And when that gift is opened, it reveals the truth. That what I have been hoping and praying for, for them, for so many years, has become reality.
They see.
But not only do they see, they also get... me. Which, in my humble opinion, is more than any parent could ever hope for, don't you agree?
I am...
capable
acceptable
forgivable
valuable
lovable
I am... enough.
So grateful for their lesson today, my friends. Merry Christmas.
xoxo,
momo
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