My Love,
Today, I failed you. And my heart aches just thinking about it.
You stood there on the stairs, crying for Daddy, longing to go with him. I heard your voice, the emotion in your cries, and yet—I let my own exhaustion get in the way. Instead of coming to you, I asked you to come to me. Instead of holding space for your big feelings, I let my frustration take over. Instead of being your safe place, I walked away.
I saw the hurt in your eyes when I told you I would leave if you didn’t come to me. You ran after me, afraid, and I wish I could take that moment back.
I am so sorry, my love.
I don’t expect you to remember this day, but I will. Because it’s a lesson I needed to learn.
You are still so small, trying to figure out the world. And I am still learning, too—learning how to be the mother you deserve. I won’t always get it right, but I promise you this: I will always try to do better.
That night, when I held you close, whispering my apology and soothing your little heart, I hoped that you could feel just how much I love you. I hope you always feel that, even on the days when I fall short.
Being your mom is the greatest gift of my life. And even in the moments I struggle, I want you to know—I have never, not for a single second, stopped loving you with my whole heart.
Someday, when you read this, you might feel frustrated, maybe even mad. And that’s okay. I want you to know your feelings are always valid. But more than anything, I hope you see the love behind my words.
I hope you see that even in my mistakes, I was always trying. Always learning. Always loving you with everything I have.
I love you forever,
Mom
