My precious daughters,
I wish to be the best that I can be, to give you the best life, the life that you deserve. I give my all to be a good model for you as a woman, mother and wife. Although I know that I can never be perfect (try as I may), I pray that my mistakes in life will also be lessons for you as they are for me. I hope that you see me as real and as a human, struggling through the darkness, striving toward the light, with you always under my wing, in my thoughts always and in my prayers continuously.
I fall short. I say and do things against the truth of my spirit and I am sorry. My every intent is to know truth and to live truth and to teach truth to you, not by mere words, but by my living example. My heart is good, though my head is weak, but I journey on.
I pray that you find the path that leads to truth and goodness. I wish you peace and strength in the times when you too, will face darkness, temptation, the possibility of error, doubt, confusion, struggle and weakness.
I may never love you perfectly, but I pray that you will know that I gave you my best. Through all my faults and failures, I hope that you see how I tried and the good I tried to give to you in life. Our life will never be perfect, but our life is very good and I am grateful for the good that we have and the love that we share.
May you know the radiant being of love that you are and always will be.
You are the light of my life.
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A Poem By Kahlil Gilbran that inspires me –
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
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Live. Learn. Love. Eat. 
Beautiful. I love that poem by Kahlil Gilbran, I read it often 🙂
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absolutely beautiful
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Thank you!
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What a sweet post and that poem is lovely!
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Thank you so much for Kahlil’s quote. I so needed to hear that! It’s so old yet so true and timeless.
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🙂
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I needed some inspiration in the letter I need to write to my own children. I’ve got several attempts started but never finished. Maybe they’ll never be finished.
Thank you for once again inspiring me to do what I know I need to do. Oh, and thank you for sharing the beautiful photos of your children. They always bring that smile to my face. 🙂
Peace, harmony and understanding.
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Thank you! I am glad to hear that. 🙂 I sometimes think of keeping the more personal writings to myself, but I am always glad to hear from people that they feel inspired, or as though they can relate to me when I do share. Comments like this help me know that it is OK to feel these human feelings and that I am not alone in some of my thoughts and feelings.
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Sometimes i try so hard to mold my boys into the kind of people I think they should be. But then I take a look at who they are and think to myself that I am glad they are being there own person and I need to let them be who they already are. Sometimes it’s hard to let go when I know I need to. That has been a difficult task for me these past few years. My boys are no longer home schooled and are teenagers. My younger son started an early college high school program that his brother already attends and I need to contribute financially. So going to work has been emotional for me. I found something that allows me to be home and take them to school and pick them up,( at least until my older son gets his license, Yikes!) so I am very satisfied with it. Right now it is just right for my family.
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Nice to hear from you Wendy! It is always tough when things change in life. I find that as soon as I feel like I am getting somewhere or in some kind of routine, everything changes and I have to start all over again. It ALWAYS happens that way and I think it is a lesson in learning to let go and not be so rigid in my thinking and planning. 🙂 I hope that you find what works for you and your family. I imagine that once the kids grow up, it will be hard for me too to adjust. I hate to think of when these years of raising them come to an end because I feel I have a lot yet to do. Sounds like you are doing well. Good luck!
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Good to hear your words Wendy. I’ve got two sons who have grown up and moved quite far from me and it’s so hard letting remembering that they are now grown men who have their own lives and that I have to step back and let them live it the way they choose, as hard as that can be at times.
Right on Tiffany about it being a lesson in letting go but the raising of them never ever ends you shall find out. No matter where they are or what they do they nor what they decide, we never stop worrying about them and it doesn’t come to an end. Never. 🙂
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I know that too. I will never stop thinking of them and worrying about them. What an amazing responsibility. 🙂
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