I love you, even though you challenge me so.

You are my fire that I continuously am asked to transform beside. Thank you for your constant forgiveness and enduring patience with me as I fumble.

Your strength is breathtaking, and perhaps a cause for our clashes. As I desperately want you to soften, maybe you are requiring me to strengthen. Help me not to judge my shortcomings, and see them as a failure as I navigate this all : wanting more grace than I ever seem to experience. Let it all be OK.  Remind me of what is needed, and help me to take a step back and witness the inherent magic in it all,

Mama