As a mom I know that it is my job to protect and guide and, above all else, love my children.
Well let me tell you, I am an excellent “guide”. I never hesitate to counsel them about things they might not be doing correctly. Every. Moment. Of the. Day. I am exceptional at advising how they might do something a little, or a lot, better.
I'm sure they know I love them, I tell them that every day. But do they know I love them because they're awesome, not just because I have to? Why is it that I can so often be so specific about the things that I don’t like, the moment I don’t like them, and yet in those millions of moments they make my heart smile I remain silent?
Maybe it’s because I’m afraid they’ll think I’m corny, like they do when I cry while watching The Voice. Maybe I'm afraid they'll just stare at me in fear that I have, for sure, lost my mind this time. Maybe I’m afraid they’ll think I’ve had a severe head injury.
But I know that they need to hear all of the things I love about them, much more than all of the things that I feel may need improvement. So I resolve to tell them one way or another.
For this Valentine’s week and beyond, I will write my children love notes. I will let them know every little thing that I think is wonderful and loveable and perfect about them.
Because I know they have more perfections than flaws and it is my job to make sure they know.
Oh, and prepare yourself hubby… because this goes for you too! And no, I haven’t been hit in the head….