Guess what? I didn’t realize how difficult the task of cleaning bookshelves and toy boxes would be this weekend. I guess I underestimated my emotional ties to items that represent various phases of your childhood. When we were cleaning out the sing along videos I almost lost it right then. Those videos remind me of the days at home with you when we would sing and dance. Looking back it seems as though things were less complicated and you I had more time looming ahead.
Guess what? I have enjoyed every second. The moments haven’t always been glorious. We have struggled together and been mad at each other. At the end of the day or the beginning of a new day, I love you more than you will ever know.
Guess what? With the birth of each of you was a renewed commitment to love you no matter what. I want you to know I accept you for who you are. My life would not be the same without your individual contributions. I have never known humanly love like yours. I hope you continue to know love like mine.
(My word was guess, the teenager brought me one of the books from the Little House series. I struggled with how to use this in a relevant manner.)