Dear Kids, If I Go Before You Grow

“What if I die before they grow?” This question has haunted me every day since I became a mother at 18. Although I didn’t know what I was doing then, and sometimes still don’t (let’s face it, this momming thing is tough), I still knew they needed me. Back then, I used to fret over who would feed them and where they would live, but through the years, the worries have shifted to who will teach them the good stuff and listen to their fears. Their dads will teach them the daddy stuff, but mommies have that soft touch and gentle … Continue reading Dear Kids, If I Go Before You Grow