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"Our kids see us at our worst, and still love us." A ray of hope once you've gotten over the regret! This Mother's Day, I decided to get real - 


     

Dear Kids, 

I’m sorry for -
Being untidy
Holding back hugs
Cutting you off
Being distracted
Being lazy
Making you give it up
Scolding you for no good reason
Scaring you with my behaviour
Not holding your hand more
You are precious to me


You were created to be a blessing

I love you





Dear Mom,

 I cried in the car the other day when I imagined life without you
I got mad! Because I don’t spend good time with you
I felt embarrassed…because despite your brave efforts, I focus on your faults
As I get older, you mean more yet I show it less
And it’s costing me precious time

 I’m sorry

 You've supported me as I grow up – become a young lady, a Wife and now a Mom too – nursed a broken leg and a broken heart, helped plan a wedding, shown me how to bath my new babies and shared recipes to treat my family to saucy chicken and round cake from a square dish. You have been my cheerleader and sounding board.

 You are important to me




Dear Mother-in-law,

 You're far away right now and your son misses you
As a young bride I remember thinking that it would feel great to be wanted more than his Mom, but as it turns out, this is a different kind of longing altogether

 I’m sorry

 Please always feel welcome in our home when you come and visit
Thank you for the things you have taught him – his hospitality, his honesty, his humour. He is an honourable husband and loving father

Thank you for the things you are teaching me – patience, prayerful attitude, servant heart.
You are loved deeply

From the heart,
Me

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