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Den and I worked hard to raise our three children to be respectful, grateful, and helpful.
We strayed from that path several times over the years and had many “Why did we have kids?” moments. The teenage years are a penance for everything parents ever did wrong… before becoming parents.
However, we had as many teary, proud mama and papa moments, watching them grow into responsible, caring adults who never missed a chance to help a friend or reach out to someone in need.
But I never thought I’d be the one they reached out to.
I’m the Mom-Beast, the Warden, 5-0, Darth Vader’s mom, the Terminator, and Cruella de Ville… and so many other names my children have given me over that years to describe my protectiveness and fierce nature. But in the spring and summer of 2019, I broke.
However, I wasn’t the only one to experience loss. My children lost their father and maternal grandmother, after losing their paternal grandmother the year before.
But they came together to hold each other up so they could hold me up.
Sometimes I cry when I think of all the flowers and teddy bear deliveries, phone calls, chats and extra doses of love I’ve received from them.
So, I’m most grateful for having David, Drew, and Lindsey for children because I wouldn’t have made it this far without them. ❤