I forgive

I forgive you for never being there

For not reading me stories at bedtime

I forgive you for not fixing my hair

I forgive you for sleeping all day

For not teaching me how to love a child

I forgive you for choosing the wrong way

I forgive you for having to beg for a hug and kiss

For not showing me how to love a husband

I forgive you for all the field trips you missed
I forgive you for all the nights I cried myself to sleep
For not knowing my favorite food, animal, or color

I forgive you for all of the promises you did not keep

Dear Mom, I forgive.

I forgive you for never showing me how to cook

For having to watch you get beat over and over

I forgive you for cussing me out and calling me every name in the book

I forgive you for never watching me water ski

For not being there when I made cheerleader

I forgive you for telling me that you hate me.

I forgive you for all the family vacations never taken

For not showing me how to put on make-up

I forgive you for telling you I was sick only to hear I was faking.

I forgive you for never teaching me how to fly a kite

For not helping me plan my wedding and then showing up drunk

I forgive you for missing my prom night

Dear Mom, I forgive.

I forgive you for giving me spoiled milk and still being able to smell the cup.

For stealing me life savings I worked so hard for as a teenager

I forgive you for seeing you so messed up

I forgive you for the only time you took me shopping, seeing you steal off the rack.

For not seeing me play softball, gymnastics, recitals, and plays
I forgive you for leaving me for so long and not coming back

I forgive you for all of the Christmas’s and Birthdays you missed
For missing the moment I was crowned Homecoming Princess
I forgive you for telling me you couldn't spare just one kiss
I forgive you for not showing me how to make a house a home
For not giving me comfort when I was hurt
I forgive you for when asking you to fix my hair being hit with the comb




Dear Mom, I forgive.




I forgive you for the day I gave birth not being by my side
For not knowing my fears and dreams
I forgive you for trusting you one more time only to find out you had lied

I forgive you for not being there to answer when I call
For taking me into drug houses
I forgive you for not knowing my favorite season is the fall

I forgive you for having to be a Mother to my siblings in the midst of the rain
For all of the times I cried at school when you did not show up
I forgive you for having to watch my siblings go through this same type of pain

I forgive you because I know if you could do it all over again
For we would walk this road together
From the first day you gave me life until the very end




Dear Mom, I forgive

1-10-08

Background:My Nanny was still alive when I wrote this only I had no clue I only had a few months left with her. I was on bed rest with my third child and had more time than ever to reflect on the pain from my childhood and what all I had forgiven my Mom for. I never dreamed of sharing this with her. In fact the only people that I read this to were my husband, friend, and then I read it to my Nanny. She had a few tears running down her face and I will never forget her response. She was proud I went to Christ with it all, and felt overwhelmed by the power of our Maker. She said are you going to share this with your mom. I said No. She said "Good because you know she could never handle it, the guilt already is what keeps her down and this would only send her deeper because I'm sure she has forgot most of what she has done to you." I agreeded and then it went in a drawer. My Nanny died exactly three months after this was written. But I am so glad I shared this with her because she knew that regardless of my Mom's choices I was going to be okay and had forgiven her. My husband reminded me of this poem I wrote for my Mom and said he always felt like God was going to use it somehow, he even said this to me back in Jan. when I first read it to him. I thought he was just talkin to make me feel better. However, my Mom shortly after turned her life around and broke free of some chains that after 25 yrs controled her every thought and decision. I was finally able to read this to her. Something I never thought possible was seeing my mom function, take care of others, and love her family. If you know someone that is "the child" in a similar story or is "the mom",don't stop hoping. It can happen. My mom is living proof of it. For this is the entire reason I'm sharing it now. To give hope to those that need it to love others or to give hope to someone that has caused others deep pain. There is healing, "He is the way, the light, and the truth." "For the greatest of these is love" "Build your house on the rock"How else can one explain life change of this magnitude?