I don’t deserve them; those kids of mine. I try very hard not to rub my anguish off on them but, truth, I do.
Saturday they both reached out to me with beautiful writing. My daughter wrote me a poem and my son wrote me a “love letter.” I don’t want to breach their privacy, and want to keep the words close to my heart, but get a load of this:
My daughter’s poem starts, “You’ve raised me as faithfully as the night raises the sun.” Did you ever?!
My son says in his letter, “You are a beautiful person. I will not write this to you day after day until you feel better, diluting the truth of it in repetition.”
I bawled like a baby when I received them, and both on the same day. I am truly grateful for them. They teach me every day to be a better person.