Dear Daughter, have I failed to give you the tools that you need for your life?
Yes, I know that you are only 10.
But, I feel like I could have done a better job.
Yes, I realize that I can start today.
I just feel like I have started too late.
I’m noticing things are different between us.
Your interest in me has changed.
I’m not sure when this exactly happened between me and my Mom. I feel like I was older before things “changed”.
I hate that I bother you so much.
I’m not trying to.
I really think you do need to learn how to do dishes or use a knife to make your own snack. Just the basics. I never put too many expectations on you. I see now that maybe that was wrong.
I just wish I knew when things were going to change.
I would have taught you those things earlier.
Somedays it is easier just not to.
Don’t get me wrong. I won’t give up. I love you too much.
You just get so frustrated that I often take the easy route.
I worry every single day that I have failed you.
If you decide that you do need me, you need to know that my door is always open. No matter what. I will always answer your knock, your call, your anything.
I believe in you more than I believe in anyone or anything.
You consistently amaze me every single day. I know there is a lot going on in that brain of yours. I get it. I’ve been there too. I remember feeling all the things that you feel. I just wish you would know that I am not against you, I am with you, kid. I am in the trenches with you. I will do anything you need. I will love you unconditionally. I will support you. I will always be on your side.
I’m not going anywhere.