Recently I made a left turn and got in the wrong lane while driving home. Later that week, dad was in the wrong lane while trying to get on the express lanes. Since then, whenever we come to that intersection, Avery, you’ve been saying to me, “Mama, how come you were in the wrong lane the other day?” and also when we drive past the street of Eric’s “incident”, you’ll say, “Baba was in the wrong lane. How come??!?”
I answer you the same way each time you ask. “Sometimes mama makes mistakes.” And likewise for Baba. You don’t ask for any further explanation; you just kind of let it marinate.
“Yes, mother. I can see that you are flawed. You have not hidden it from me. That is your greatest gift to me.”
I’m far from perfect, but I hope I will always be able to acknowledge that. And I hope it helps you guys to embrace your own imperfections too.
I’m joined in this “Letters to Our Children” blog circle by a group of fantastic photographer mothers. Each month we write a letter to one of our children, accompanied by our photography, then link up our blogs. An attempt to capture the fleeting. Please visit Jessica Thomason’s blog to read her letter to her spunky gal!