You're not a failure. Never forget that.
As my son made his way to 18, I thought it was all coming to an end. As though my status as mom would be revoked and I had to apply for a new one.
I am the wife that has gotten on his last nerve, the mother who asks to many questions, the distant sister, the isolated churchgoer, and the quirky employee who hides behind a forced smile and genuine respect for all around her. I am lost in every way this world requires us to be sure.
As mom, we carry so very much on our shoulders, I’m not sure how, but we do it valiantly. So today, I’d like to tell you, you are doing an amazing job!