Dear (good) parents of teenagers:
I love you and appreciate you. You are wonderful. The job that you have as a parent is meaningful. Keep going, keep giving, keep loving!
Love,
I love you and appreciate you. You are wonderful. The job that you have as a parent is meaningful. Keep going, keep giving, keep loving!
Love,
A 22 year old that is trying her best
to help raise three 17 year old girls.
It’s been a weird couple of weeks. Things have been going fine. My relationship with most of the girls is great. But something was still missing. That missing thing was building up and building up until I was sitting at daily Mass feeling completely empty and not knowing why. During communion I went to hug one of my girls and a sweet old woman that is always at daily Mass saw me. She went out of her way to give me a great big hug and kiss and a smile that told me I was special to her. I was taken aback. I didn’t know what to do. This lady had just showed me affection. I haven’t seen a sign of affection in about a month. I felt full again. Someone loves me. I had forgotten.
Just because I am getting along with my teenage girls doesn’t mean they know how to show affection. I know they care for me, but not in the way that I need them to. And that’s okay. That’s not a role that they should be filling. I’m the one that should be doting them with love.
It’s nice every now and then to remember… you are LOVED.
Not only does God love you, but so many friends and family around the world. I need to keep the times I am with them in my heart and let it carry me through: to be able to love all those around who might not have experienced it otherwise. How many people in this world don't know that they are loved? How many have forgotten it?
It’s been a weird couple of weeks. Things have been going fine. My relationship with most of the girls is great. But something was still missing. That missing thing was building up and building up until I was sitting at daily Mass feeling completely empty and not knowing why. During communion I went to hug one of my girls and a sweet old woman that is always at daily Mass saw me. She went out of her way to give me a great big hug and kiss and a smile that told me I was special to her. I was taken aback. I didn’t know what to do. This lady had just showed me affection. I haven’t seen a sign of affection in about a month. I felt full again. Someone loves me. I had forgotten.
Just because I am getting along with my teenage girls doesn’t mean they know how to show affection. I know they care for me, but not in the way that I need them to. And that’s okay. That’s not a role that they should be filling. I’m the one that should be doting them with love.
It’s nice every now and then to remember… you are LOVED.
Not only does God love you, but so many friends and family around the world. I need to keep the times I am with them in my heart and let it carry me through: to be able to love all those around who might not have experienced it otherwise. How many people in this world don't know that they are loved? How many have forgotten it?
"Spread love everywhere you go: first of all in
your own house. Give love to your children, to your wife or husband, to a nextdoor
neighbor... Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be
the living expression of God's kindness; kindness in your face, kindness in
your eyes, kindness in your smile, kindness in your warm greeting." – Mother
Theresa 