10/31/2023
I've recently really been reflecting on what I perceive as my parenting "failures." The things I did or said to my kids that I regret. Things I did or didn't do. One of the blessings of doing all this healing work is that I'm beginning to forgive myself and, in doing so, have had some amazing conversations with my kids. Their perspectives and comments are not always easy to hear, but I'm so grateful that we're in a place where we can have these kinds of conversations. I've cried more than a few tears. But not bitter tears. Healing tears. Forgiving tears. Release. Allowing the grief a way out.There are so many things I wish I could go back and tell my younger self. Or tell my kids. How differently I would parent them. That they were (and are) always loved, always worthy, always the most wonderful boys I ever could've asked for.
While this journey isn't always easy, I've never regretted any step I've taken ❤️
