Keep your goals in mind, and push on, my little love. I am going to make decisions and I am going to make good ones. One thing that has become clear to me is that you do not accept responsibility for yourself.
But scheduled into our nightly routine, there must be play.
It may be by a female, it may be by a male, it may be broken multiple times by both genders. And the bond you and I had in your first four years of your life was so strong that separating from your father and spending only half the time with me, in comparison with spending every second of your life, must have been like Velcro ripping off your heart.
It will seem sometimes like your dreams are impossible, your plans are all doomed to fail, and that everyone else is more successful than you are. I am so sorry if you felt unsupported by me. You are not alone and there is nothing wrong with you. You will find yourself losing interest in almost everything; you might even lose yourself completely for awhile.
I remember you always remind me to be the leader and the only time that I should follow is when the leader I choose to follow is Jesus. In fact, my boys usually laugh when that happens. You mean everything to me. Sure sometimes bad things happen to good people, but only rarely. Even now, I know this.
People will show you what they want to show you; people will tell you what they want to tell you. And as an adult YOU are responsible for providing yourself with the life you want or need.
Somehow I failed to impart to you the reality that when you are an adult almost everything that happens is a direct result of your action or inaction in any given situation.
I know you as only a mother can, and I know that you know the difference between right and wrong. What I failed to understand is that when I parted, you felt abandoned by me.
You will spend nights curled up in your bed sobbing, as you bite the corners of your bed-sheets and dig your nails into your palms. My feet are cold, I lost my boots; well you chose to live in a frigid climate and chose not to keep track of your boots. But you know what? Six months after I stop binging and purging you chose to come in with the intention to save me.
I can talk all day about a topic but, when it comes to talking about my feelings I take that as a difficult challenge. That you chose to ignore what you know is the main source of the sorrows in your life. People are going to adore you. YOU are supposed to provide for you. I love you just as you are forever and ever.
You are my child and I will always love you no matter what. You never get a fair break. I actually might never deserve you, which is something the two of us may have to come to terms with, at some point down the road.
There is no time limit on figuring this out, and sometimes the process of discovery is the best part. You are worth it all. This will take years ages of mistakes and pain and strife, and I apologize for that. I have to let them play, and more importantly, I have to play with them.
You must know that you mean more to me than the very oxygen I breathe, the ground I walk on, the stars and the moon in my sky. Tap here to turn on desktop notifications to get the news sent straight to you.
It is between you and him what you do with your life.
You will stare in the mirror and wonder why you were born, why you are even here at all. Is getting frustrated and growling helping the situation? That was your inaction. You know what you need to do.By the time my daughter was to reach the age of 18 I had thought that I’d for sure had things figured out and that we would be in a very stable place that we would call home and now that she is 19 years young I am more scared for her than she is with starting school making career and life choices, through out the yrs we have moved so many times.
An Apology Letter To The Daughter I Don’t Have. By Kate Seabury Last updated Dec 30, Share. I don’t know how to talk to you yet. I don’t know what you look like. Most of all, I’m sorry that no matter how many letters I write you, or how many times I brush your hair while whispering soothing words of comfort, or how many.
An Apology Letter To My Mother Jun 2, | Parenting | 14 comments *Warning – the letter you are about to read comes straight from the heart and was written after a recent graduation shopping trip with one of my teenage daughters.
I’m writing this letter as an apology for my unessential behavior. I don’t really know where to start, I have so much to say but don’t know how to begin. I know it's been hard for you and mom when I don’t act right, the worry I have put you both through, the pain.
At the end of a long day which began before dawn with lots of kicking and screaming from my three cherubs; after work and all the adulting that must occur throughout each day; by the time I get to my boys around in the evening to begin the marathon of nightly shenanigans, well, there are times when I just find myself a bit short of patience and.
Thank you for commenting. My intention is not to break off relations with my daughter. All though she will probably be extremely angry when she receives my letter and not speak to me for what may be a long while. My intention is to not enable her anymore.Download