He said that he was thankful that his dad and I were his parents. He has compassion for students who have difficult home lives and realizes that we did our best with parenting him and his sister.
I am most grateful that he knows that we weren't and still aren't perfect parents.
For years I wanted my kids to think of me as perfect, knowing all the answers to life's big and small questions. I could only hold on to that silly
We are blessed to have a 25 year old son who appreciates us even though we're not perfect.
And I exhale a happy sigh.
Happy Friday friends!