I am sorry for the days I am not enough—the days I am short on attention or tempered for reasons that don’t matter as much as you matter.
I am not always living in the moment. I am mulling over the past or worrying about the future. I am sorry for not letting go sooner of things I can’t control and sometimes missing the beauty of you, right in front of me.
I apologize for the days I let exhaustion or circumstances get the best of me. If it gets the best of me, it gets the best of you. I regret leading you to defeat with me.
When I can’t fix your pain, physical or emotional, I am deeply sorry. I never want you to feel anything but joy. If I am ever the cause of your sorrow, I hope you can forgive me.
I apologize for expecting more than I should from you and then getting angry because, of course, you can’t deliver.
During the days when I rush you to grow up, I regret it late into the night. I hope you know I will miss you being little and don’t want you to grow up too fast.
I am so grateful to be your mother, even on the days when it may not seem that way. You are my greatest gift. I treasure our time together.
From the moments that seem small to your greatest achievements, I am proud of you. If it seemed like I was not present, now, and again, I apologize.
I will love you with all my heart, even when you are big. I will care about you, your struggles, and your wins. But I might not get to see everything when you don’t need me as much, so I am sorry for what I might miss.
You inspire me to be better in every way, but sometimes I still fail.
I apologize for my failures and promise to never give up. I will always try to heal my wrongs and repair any damage I have caused.
Someday, you will think about your childhood. You will evaluate my mistakes, and you will recognize my strengths. Hopefully, my mistakes won’t cause you any long-term unhappiness, and you can give your mother grace.
Because the truth is, you were always and will be forever loved.