I wrote this weeks ago but forgot to post until now...
Dear Children,
There are so many things I want you to have. Sometimes it is hard to keep perspective in such a materialistic world. I never dreamed that I would want certain toys for you so badly that I would have to hold myself back from buying you something every time I went to the store. Before I was a parent, I was naïve and thought I would never get sucked into that feeling.
Isaiah, you have just turned two and you are so obsessed with trains, dinosaurs and books that I have come to LOVE all these things too. I never thought I would want something for you more than I ever wanted something for myself. And little bean, you are not even born yet- still just a mere inch and a half in my belly and already I am dreaming about the things I would love for you to have when you come into this world.
But when I sit and think really hard about the things that really matter to me… the things I need you to have in your life, I realize that none of those things can be purchased in ANY store with ANY amount of money.
These gifts I want you to have… some I hope to teach you and give you, some I hope come from divinity.
The gift of faith. Perhaps, the most important of all things. I hope you accept the gift that Jesus Christ has given His life for you. I never truly knew God growing up. I never had blind faith like your father did. But as an adult, I know that I never truly lived until I acknowledged His presence in my heart. I hope you feel God’s presence in your heart all of your lives. I hope that growing up in a Christian household brings you a higher standard of morality. I hope that God’s grace gives you a passion to be kind and good always.
The gift of good manners and discipline. Perhaps the biggest struggle for parents. In this day and age of indulgence and instant gratification- parents who are disciplinarians are often frowned upon for being unloving or too harsh. But, it is quite the contrary. I LOVE my children madly and will do everything in my power to make sure they are blessings to others. Manners are important to me, but what’s more important to me is raising kids that are unselfish and respectful. I want you to be blessings to everyone you meet. I want this for me, but more so I want it for you. I want you to get far in life. I want you to be all that you can be. I want you to live up to your full God given potential. I know you can’t do this without a strong foundation. So, I promise to do all I can to raise you right. I promise to try and see you through God’s eyes in every situation. I promise to try as hard as I can to be patient and give you the loving direction you deserve.
The hunger to learn. I want you to love to read and love to learn. No matter what your natural abilities are, I want you to have a passion for soaking up books, new cultures, foods, places. I hope to travel with you, so we can see the world together. But if our time or finances don’t allow for that, I still want you to see the world any way you can.
The gift of laughter, silliness and nonsense. I want you to be surrounded by constant laughter. I want you to have sunshine even on the rainiest day. I hope to teach you to always look on the brighter side of things. I hope you look back on your childhood and remember how fun and silly your parents could be.
The gift of love. I want you to know how much we love you. I want you to hear us say I love you every day and mean it. I want you to know in your heart, without a shadow of a doubt that we love you unconditionally, no matter what happens. I hope you are able to show your affection to your family and friends and not ever be ashamed. I hope you never let a day go by without showing someone you love them.
The gift of independence. The last gift of all… I know we are raising you to go out and leave us… to leave your mark in this world, to start your own lives and families. I want you to have a strong work ethic and I promise to try and be the best example of that as I can be. I want you to take nothing for granted. I want you to take pride in your accomplishments and hunger for more. And as much as I want to have you with me always, I promise to let go… one day.
Love,
Mama