Be Enough Me: A Letter

Today I’m linking up to the fantastic Just.Be.Enough and trying on a little writing prompt. Writing prompt?? Geez, I haven’t even thought of those since school. Eesh. Let’s see if I can still flex any pen-to-paper muscle here, shall we? This week’s prompt was “Write a letter to your future self or your child.” 

I chose to do a combo…

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Dear D and years-from-now-but-still-Mom-Sexy SM,

D, I’ve said it so many times before, but the day you were born changed our lives forever, and all for the better. I never pictured myself as being a good mom, let alone a mom at all, but you have helped me prove that notion wrong. You are an amazingly beautiful, wonderful girl, and your spirit is incredible. I look at you every day and marvel that your dad and I created such an awesome little person, and I can’t help but be extraordinarily proud to be able to take some credit for that. Yes, I know that sounds sappy and totally mom-ish, but that’s me now. A mom. Your mom. And I couldn’t be happier.

I am so full of hope for you (and future SM, too), and I wanted to let you know just how much in this letter…

 

Hope for D:

I hope you have a very very long, happy, healthy, wonderful life.

I hope no harm ever befalls you.

I hope you enjoy a fun, stress-free childhood.

I hope your dad and I help you create memories that you will cherish forever.

I hope you never have to endure bullying or become a bully yourself.

I hope nothing ever happens to you so that you would feel the need to become a bully.

I hope nothing ever happens to you to make you grow up before any child should. (there are too many horrific ways to end this thought and i just can’t let my mind go there to type them all out)

I hope you never feel worthless, ashamed, abused, neglected, or unimportant. (that list could continue forever, but i have to stop before i start crying uncontrollably)

I hope you always feel alive, inspired, appreciated, and loved.

I hope you always know how much your dad and I (and the rest of our family) love you. You are our treasure.

I hope you know that you can always come to us; always tell us anything; and always know that we will never stop loving you.

I hope you are never judged unfairly at school, on the playground, or eventually in adult life.

I hope you grow into the ridiculously talented, smart, beautiful, confident, charming woman I see twinkling behind those eyes already every day.

I hope you always love me as much as I will always love you. (ok, i’ll even settle for a partial here, since my love for you is and always will be never-ending)

 

Hope for SM:

I hope you and R create the family of which you now dream.

I hope you are one day able to spend the time with that family that you now so longingly crave.

I hope you and R grow stronger in your love and marriage every single day and enjoy a very long, happy, healthy, wonderful lifetime together as husband and wife.

I hope you and R have the strength to be good parents to your children and raise them to be good people.

I hope nothing ever happens to make you question yourself as a parent.

I hope, more than anything in this world, you never have to know the pain of losing a child.

I hope you and R instill trust and security in your children and foster a sense of unconditional love for them in your home.

I hope you can protect D and any brothers/sisters she may have from the evils among us as long as is humanly possible.

I hope you can raise your children to love their family as much as you love yours.

I hope the bonds that have been broken in your extended family can one day be repaired, or at least patched.

I hope your dad finally finds the right path and becomes happy. He’s not a bad man; he deserves that.

I hope you never know the pain of losing a parent far too soon.

I hope you and R can always provide a stable and secure home for your children and encourage them to thrive.

I hope you and R can someday travel the world together, seeing everything this planet has to offer.

I hope you and R can raise your children to stand up for what they believe, even if it isn’t the “cool” thing.

I hope you and R can always comfort and console your children when they need it, making everything better the way parents should.

I hope you and R teach your children how to protect themselves when you no longer can.

I hope you never stop having fun.

 

Love,

Mommy (& 2011 SM)