so i've had the stress of the home, the stress of the bickering, the stress of children being sick, the stress of me apparently tearing a muscle in my hip causing to limp and wince in pain and make me feel about 90 years old. to top it all off my face was breaking out like a teenager. so i looked like i was 13 and felt like i was 90, not cool.
a couple of months ago i had secretly written a note to my little girl in a random notebook in her room. i wrote down how much i loved her and listed all sorts of qualities that i admire about her. i figured one day she'll open up that notebook and read how much her mama loves her. i had hoped it would happen on a day she really needed to hear it, you know? i never heard if she had found it. i had forgotten about it.
then a few days ago, after another difficult day, i went to bed one night and found something. now normally my kids like to leave plastic snakes for me to find. but that night, i found this
it says," i love you! i have the best mom in the world! she is kind, smart, helpful and pretty & brave. i love my mom"
of course, i cried.
once i read the note, i remembered the note i had written her. she read her note and wrote me one back. i had hoped she would find the note when she needed it most. i had know i idea she would find the note when i needed it most. i thank god for my children. i thank god that i got the encouragement i needed to hear that night.
