Highly personal journal letter to my kids:
My sweet kiddlets, I watch you as you play, quietly, peacefully, happily, and this becomes an even harder letter to write. This is the most difficult thing I will ever have to tell you. This has been a tough time for our family and I worry constantly about how all of the changes we’re experiencing will affect you. I ache inside thinking of how much of this you simply won’t understand, and how confused and sad your little heart may be. I promise to do everything I can to help, to comfort, to explain in a way that kids your age can understand, why you will soon have to be apart from your mommy. Why you will have to live with your grandparents, not knowing when next time we will be together.I want you to know that this was never the plan. This was not what daddy and I promised each other when we started out before you were born, but we both know, now, that what is most important is our promise to make the best life for you that we can –and why this is never what we wanted.. and it breaks my heart to see you hurt so much. The courts truly believe that, through these changes, they are doing that. It might not seem like it to so many, but sometimes the toughest decisions, the ones that are the most heart-wrenching to come to, are not ours to choose. No matter the changes, there is no shortage of love in this family. Love for each other, love for you kids – it’s there, it’s real, and although it’s taken a new form, it will be unwavering, unfaltering, constant, and permanent. We may have two houses, but we will always be one family.I promise to do everything I can to help you navigate these changes, this new life of ours. I will answer your questions, now and in the future, I will hold you close, I will dry your tears, I will take your hand and not let go. There is a part of me that wants to apologize to you, to tell you how sorry I am that you’ll have to go through this; this isn’t what was supposed to happen. Another part of me, though, believes deeply that perhaps this IS what was supposed to happen, that we’ll all be ok, that we’ll all be somehow better for it in time.I keep my face toward the sun, I believe that wonderful things lie ahead, and that for every ounce of darkness, there is a ton of light. I hope and pray that I can instill this in you – that you’ll see a light through the dark, that you’ll feel the sun on your face…even when it isn’t shining, that someday you’ll understand and know how much your mommy loves you and will NEVER give up on you . I will fight for you till the day I die.
Credits:
Little Butterfly Wings:
Dear Diary Borders
Reinventon
Lean on Me
Amy Martin:
May 2014 Challenge Template
Amy Wolff:
Messy Deconstucted
Heather Joyce:
The Megan
