My Sweet Girl
Originally written August 23, 2013
Dear Sweet Girl,
I need to apologize.
I have been holding a grudge.
See you smile, giggle and even laugh for your brother and your daddy.
Me I get smiles if I am lucky.
I have been a little bitter.
I mean I have been your life source for over a year now. Without me you'd be dead.
I am not getting laughs. My feelings were pretty hurt.
Today you even giggled for a stranger.
I thought this is it. This is gonna be the beginning of a wedge between us.
Then magic happened. Tonight you were fussing in your crib, I went in your room in the dark and picked you up.
Upon my touch you IMMEDIATELY fell asleep in my hands.
I mean out cold, limp arms and legs.
And I got it. I am Momma.
I don't entertain you.
I am your healer and protector.
You have a problem, I fix them everyday, all day.
You are hungry, I fix that.
You need to be held, I fix that.
You are tired, I fix that.
You have a dirty diaper, I fix that.
I give you security.
Little girl, I will take this role over entertainer any day of your life.
I will happily be the one you come to with your problems.
I will try to help you fix many things over the years.
And I hope that my modeling healer and protector will point you to Jesus.
And one day I hope you learn that He can heal and protect way better than your Momma ever could.
I love you so so much.
I am sorry for being bitter and petty.
Love,
Momma
P.S. I wrote this over a month ago and "Holy Butt Bongos!" do you laugh for me now.
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