I wish that I had a magic glass ball that I can look into. Or the ability to fast forward through life. A chance to glance into the future, to make sure what I am doing right now is correct. To reassure me that my kids will grow up and be happy, productive adults.
I don't have this ability, but oh, how fun could it be?
I guess I just have to try my best, cross my fingers that I am doing the best I can and that if I give my boys lots and lots of love, a safe place to live and tons of encouragement, they will turn out ok. They will have great memories of their childhood. Love will always fill their hearts and they will never move away (hey, a mother can dream).
1 comment:
preachin' to the choir, sister! I'm reading 'Beautiful Boy' right now, and my anxiety level for the future has spiked to a whole new level.
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