A Note to My Daughters
My dear daughter, wherever your thoughts are, I hope you have a special spot just for me.
Me, your mother, whose heart is filled with so much love and emotion as I go through two decades of raising you to be the best you can be. To have the strength to conquer anything that stands in your way and to be strong as a young woman in this world as it is today.
Now I look at you and my feelings, opinions and emotions that I had then are now so mixed and filled with something so totally indifferent, that I can’t quite put my finger on it. There might be a sort of vow a parent should take when raising a child but on the flip side of that, and through trial and error, a parent has to let their child develop themselves per se; but at what age and the frequent "when is the right time for that conversation" might come into play here also.
At times I feel more distant from you girls, which is not what a mother should feel after bringing two beautiful girls into this world. Now looking at you both as young women so invincible and strong-minded, I am more disappointed in myself for not being as strong back then as I should have been.
If I could take back everything that occurred in the past, I would. I want so much to be able to give you the world but I can’t. In my heart of hearts, I hope that one day – sooner than later – I can make all these errors in my life up to you in some way or another. Your father and I brought you girls into this world of ours with all the love our hearts could hold, love knows no bounds.
Hopefully, in the near or distant future you will be able to forgive me (your Dad, too) and try to maybe understand why I did the things I did or, at the very least, give me a hug and let me know that it is okay to make mistakes sometimes.