Sunday, February 20, 2011

Disclaimer

The first thing I want you (my girls) to know is that I am aware of what a completely flawed human being I am.
I am trying my hardest to be the best mom, wife, best friend, and person I can be and will continue to strive to be a better person until the day I die. I am trying, please forgive me my faults.
Girls, I love you both equally. I have never loved one of you more than the other. I may have loved one of you first, but I love you both so much my heart hurts sometimes.
Also, I want you to know that equally does not mean the same. You are both unique and amazing individuals, remember that as you read these posts. I want both of you to read the posts that I write for the other person. This will help you to see in your sister what I see in her. Love each other, hold on to each other, care for each other. 

What the Why?

I chose the title for the first post based on something my youngest might say when presented with something she hadn't quite comprehended yet, but felt it necessary to provide a response. I am probably the last person you would expect to do something so public as a blog, but I have decided to do so because it is so easy to jot a thought down as it occurs to me. I have decided to start a list of musings that I want my daughters to know some day. Why? Because as I struggle to cope with the loss of my mother who died over two years ago (yes, I have not completely dealt with the loss and am still sorting through my feelings), and attempt to deal with the estrangement of my father, I want my girls to have something concrete to hold on to about what I thought of them. It is easy as you grow older to forget that your parents loved you at one time in your life, that they thought you were neat and awesome and full of promise-I fervently do not want this for my girls. I also intend this to also be a sort of homage to my husband, so that they know just how much I loved him and what a neat person he is so that some day they will remember the whole of him and not just the flawed parts of him.