I know it’s hard to be my mama sometimes. Sometimes I cry, sometimes I hit, sometimes I make life complicated…but thank you.
Thank you for the times you cry when no one’s watching because you care about my soul.
Thank you for the worry you have over my safety and well-being.
Thank you for taking the time to sound out words that I still can’t say.
Thank you for always holding me longer than you have to, for wanting to be near me, for missing me when I’m at school or church or just sleeping in my room.