We've had some difficult times and I don't know if all the hurt and pain can be mended.
I know that mothers and daughters don't always get along and see eye to eye, and I realize now that you are only human not superwoman!
I wish that I could have been that perfect child that you wished for me to be. Not so argumentive and strong with my words.
I wish I would have made some different choices, but I'm not perfect and I did make some wrong choices in my life.
I know you only want whats best for me and I know that most of the time I don't listen to your advice, I'm stubborn, this I know, and maybe even a little selfish and egotistical.
I have children of my own now and sometimes I see some of me in them and I wonder how you could have remained strong through the years.
I know now just how much it hurts when your child is so difficult.
I know now just how many tears you cried, how many late nights you went through worry.
I know you said to yourself on numerous occasions,
'Why'
Why is she such a difficult child, where did I go wrong?
Mom, you did no wrong, you did the best you could, you loved me the only way you knew how.
I realize now, that in raising children you are not handed a handbook, you learn too.
I know it's not easy raising children, especially difficult ones, and I know it may be too late, but I'm sorry.
I thought maybe this Mother's Day I should tell you -
I love you very much and someday it will show.
Penned by, Sherri Emily Avery
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