This book was given to me by my mom when I was 18 years old during my high school graduation. In it was a letter she had written to me about her journey as my mother. Back then, I wasn’t able to really put myself in her shoes but I do remember feeling emotional and grateful that she loved me so much, and that she was so proud of me.
My son will be 18 in the fall, and I can now say I know where she was coming from – the ups, the downs, worries, triumphs, challenges, you name it. It’s one of those things you just have to go through to really understand the depth of what this journey entails. There’s no handbook when it comes to parenting and no matter how many stories you hear, your path as a parent will be your own.