Today my daughter told me she is grateful for me. To be honest, I think there is nothing more I would rather hear my child say.
I know she loves me. I know she cares about me. I know I occasionally make her happy.
And hearing any one of these things would surely make my tender mom heart do a little flip.
But to know my child is grateful for me means that despite my imperfect parenting, my daughter knows there is much to be thankful for. It means she recognizes the hard work that has gone into raising her, the uncertainty, the worry, as well as the joy and the endless love.
And I too am so grateful. I am grateful to have a daughter with the grace and wisdom to appreciate this beautifully imperfect life we have all been given.