I have been thinking about you a lot lately. Raising two teenagers is very different then raising two toddlers. While I got wore out from all of the needs of toddlers, teenagers wear on you in such a different way, at such a heart level. I can't imagine doing this husbandless as you did. I apologize for all of the complaining, the attitudes, the...you know, I gave you. Raising teenagers sure brings motherhood to a different level. While our kids a darn good kids, some days I just don't feel like I know what I am doing. Every time our kids give an attitude or be unappreciative I think, "Man, I said much worse to my mom." Every time I sacrifice for our kids, albeit little at times, I think of how much you gave up so we could have. I think of the things our kids don't know we have given up or simply given and think, "How much more did you do for us."
It is funny how we become like our moms and our kids like us. I know that if you did it, I can do it.
Mom, for me and for all of the other moms of teenagers, I am sorry for the times I gave you a hard time and made you doubt your ability to mother. Thank you for the example you set and for your patience.
Your daughter, who finally gets it.
Thank you for all of your prayers and your patience with me even now.