When
I became a mom, I got lots of advice on how to love my child. But not
until a few years ago did someone actually point out that loving a child
means wanting what’s best for them long-term. When my four daughters
were young, long-term didn’t resonate with me. Back then it was about
survival, meeting daily needs and keeping my head above water.
Now that
my kids are maturing, however, the fog is lifting. I’m no longer
surviving, but rather I am a thriving parent. The perk of this stage is
that my kids want to spend time with me. We have real conversations that
reveal their beautiful personalities.
