Love Letter No. 4

From the very first day your eyes focused in on my face, I knew that my life would never be the same again, as I felt the weight of the world upon my shoulders. I was given the assignment to be your mother, and at times, your teacher and your cheerleader, too. But no matter the role, I gladly accepted.

I hope that you’ve learned a thing or two along the way by the very essence in which I have lived my life. Not only did I strive extremely hard to be a good mother, but I also aimed to demonstrate to you what a good &/or respectable woman looks like. And though I didn’t always get things right, and although there were tough times, never once did I ever regret having you. In fact, I went to college because of you and your brother, as I was determined not to raise the two of you in a hopeless-minded environment. I was inspired by your innocence. And during the tough seasons, those times in which I wanted to throw in the towel; it was the daydream in your eyes that wouldn’t let me; it was the sweet giggle in your voice that wouldn’t permit me; it was the whisper in your heart that wouldn’t allow me to give up on my goals. And so, I journeyed on. I discovered my strength. My strength was you, Corey & Jermaine.

So whenever you have those dark moments, moments when self-doubt or worry attempts to uncover its ugly head, I challenge you to find your strength. Find what inspires you, and that is, something that has deep, intangible meaning; one that will ultimately grant you peace.

For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also (Matthew 6:21). 

Love always,
Mom