I hear the muttering – the under-the-breath comments you don’t have the nerve to say too loudly. I know we don’t always agree. But it’s not my role to agree with you all the time.
Part of my job as your mom is to make unpopular decisions. To tell you no. To correct your behavior. I know that sometimes you interpret that to mean that I don’t love you. That I’m not of your side.
But it’s not true. I do love you, even if I don’t always express it in the way you expect. If I didn’t love you:
- I wouldn’t make you wear a hat and gloves to school.
- I wouldn’t spend hours shopping and cooking to put interesting, healthy food on the table even though I know at least one of you will refuse to eat it.
- I wouldn’t make you redo your math problems when you get them wrong the first time.
- I wouldn’t make your bed for you when you should be making it yourself.
- I wouldn’t drive you all over the universe and spend entire days sitting on a cold, metal bench just to watch you lose a heartbreaking game.
- I wouldn’t turn your dirty socks right-side out before I wash them.
- I wouldn’t make you go to bed on time, eat your vegetables, and check in your phone at night.
- I wouldn’t let you see the real me, faults and all. What better way for you to know that people are imperfect and you can love them anyway.
I wouldn’t tell you that winning isn’t everything. That self-respect is. That you are loved but you need to be your own best friend.
Happy Valentine’s Day, my loves. I am always on your side. And I know you love me, too, whether you say it or not.