My son plonked himself beside me tonight.
“I love you mum,” he said.
It never gets old: hearing those words spontaneously from my children.
“Why do you love me?” I asked him on a whim.
He put a finger to his mouth, and it was as if I could see his mind ticking over, pondering the question.
“I just love you,” he paused and then added, “You’re a kind mum and you make good decisions.”
I’m not always kind. I’m a tired and cranky mum sometimes. I don’t always make good decisions. I often have to confront my motivations.
But I treasure the words from my son, and I will endeavour to live up to what he sees in me during this phase. To be kind and make good decisions. Yes.
They make you strive and grow, don’t they?
First shared on my Facebook page and you can read the relevant discussion here.