Was I Enough?

Did I do enough, did I say the right thing at the right time? Was I the mom that they needed me to be? I hope so...

I love being a mom, a mom who is there, whether in body or mind. I pray for their well-being, I pray for their happiness.
I love being a mom, I love getting that call in the middle of the night when one of my children just needs to talk, to be reasurred somehow about their life.
I love being a mom, I love cooking for my kids and when Tiffany calls to ask if I making chicken and rice, her favorite, I can say yes come on over.
I love being a mom, telling stories about when they were younger and the kind of stuff that makes my kids laugh. It's funny, but every now and then they ask me to tell them the stories of how they got their names, or about the day they were born. I love it!
I love being a mom,I love my kids, my grandkids, my husband. I love giving to them what I never had as a child, a mothers unconditional love.

I Love Being a Mom, I hope I was enough...