I believe that as we watch them grow, we are tested, we are taught, and we are stretched, all the while we are brought more joy than one could ever believe possible.
Then one day they grow up, and when they grow up we can only hope and pray that everything we taught them will hold to their lives as an adult. We can only hope that they love Jesus just as we prayed they would for so long. We can only pray they will be a better man or woman than we are. That every mistake we made didn’t harm them. For every time that we tried it made a difference. We can only hope that as we look at our child in the future we see someone who is living for God just as we spent hours on our knees praying.
We had a rocky start. You were young, you were trying to figure out how to be an adult, how to take care of yourself, and how to be a mom all at the same time. The road was a little bumpy for you. You were on your own. Life wasn’t that stable at first, it took awhile for it to begin to get a little smoother.
You never gave up.
Even when things were hard, even when tomorrow seemed hopeless, even when you had one of the most strong willed daughters, you tried. You did it on your own for a long time, but I think that makes you superwoman.
You are superwoman.
You’ve been through some tough stuff the past few years. If being a single mom for many years wasn’t enough, you’re walking through the trenches again. I can only imagine how tired and exhausted it makes you. It can cause you to question many things that got you to this place.
You are an amazing mom. What makes you amazing is you never gave up. You pushed. You fought. You hit the bottom and gave every ounce of your being to your Heavenly Father and allowed Him to transform you as a person, and as a mother. You prayed for me. You prayed for your other kids. You got on your knees and cried out to God to help you be the best mother to your children, to take back the years you lost, and to give us what you never had.
I think you did a great job. No one taught you how, or what, or when. No one told you the right way or the wrong way, but you figured it out mom.
When I look at you I see a fighter. I see a woman who never gave up. I see a woman who continues to fight. I see a woman who even though she found herself late, she made a difference in my life.
You’re a great mom.
I pray that one day I will look back and realize I taught my kids in the same ways you taught me. I pray that one day I will hear them say that I did a good job. I pray one day I will see them serving God. I pray that they will be better than me, because you would only hope that I would be better than you. That’s how it works, isn’t it?