I just want you to know.
That I’m trying.
And I mess up.
But gosh, do I try.
I pray every single day for the strength and wisdom and patience and grace to be the mama you deserve.
And I don’t always get it right.
Drop the ball.
Set a bad example.
But the love.
My oh my, the love.
It never, ever wavers.
Not for one day.
The love my heart holds for you . . . it’s all-consuming.
When I look at you, I’m overcome by the precious blessing that you are.
And being your mama . . . it’s a wild, messy ride, no doubt.
But I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
Because it’s such a joy.
Such an honor.
Such an immense privilege.
So I know you’ll continue to watch me stumble.
You’ll have a front row seat to my many imperfections.
And I’ll pray that my love shines through those broken, messy parts of me.
Because I just want you to know.
Deep in your soul.
No matter what.
Without a doubt.
That you are loved.
Originally published on Kisses From Boys with Krista Ward
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