I’m your parent…

I am your midnight hug. Whether you’re a teething baby or a scared toddler or a broken-hearted teen, I’ll be there day or night.

I am your helping hand. When you need help climbing up the big slide or building the science project or bringing your own baby into the world, you can count on me.

I am your best friend. Whether you’re happy or sad, good or bad, joyful or mad, I’ll share your joys and sorrows, encourage and guide you, and care enough to always tell you the truth.

I am your example. I’ll respect you so you learn to respect, listen so you’ll learn to listen, forgive so you’ll learn to forgive, show compassion so you’ll learn to be kind, and be honest so you’ll learn to tell the truth.

I am your safe place. When you fail, when you fall, when you’re hurting, come to me, and I’ll be here with open arms.

I am your pep squad. When you try, I’ll root you on. When you succeed, I’ll cheer ‘til I’m hoarse. When you fail, I’ll hug you close and whisper, “One more time.”

I am your protector. Whether you’re a frightened toddler or a bullied teen, I’m in your corner, gloves on and ready to help you take on the world.

I am your confidant. Whether you’re proud of yourself and need to toot your own horn or ashamed and need to confess your mistakes, I’m here to listen and understand.

I am your parent, but I’m not perfect. When I do something wrong, I’ll admit it. When I’m hurting, I’ll let you help. When I’m struggling, I won’t pretend everything is okay. I’ll be real so we can have a real relationship. As long as I’m alive, you’ll always have arms ready to hug you, ears ready to listen to you, and a heart that will never stop loving you.

~ MOM (by L. R. Knost)

Das Leben nicht nur zaghaft kosten, sondern hingebungsvoll genießen. Spüren, wie gut sich die sanfte Brise im Haar anfühlt – und dann barfuß in die Fluten laufen und mit jeder Faser eintauchen. So ist mein Leben. Und so ist mein Blog.