Dearest Claire and Mya,
It has been some time since I've actually written a letter to motivate, inspire and share my hopes and dreams for you. I suppose life got in the way. Regardless, there is no excuse. My hope is these letters will live on long after I am gone. I hope you will hear my voice as you read them, understand the love I have for you, and know that I am always walking along side you, cheering you on each step of the way.
You are both so young, yet so compassionate. Your concern for others inspires me. Compassion is seeing someone who is suffering, understanding or feeling their pain and having the desire to help. I witness your compassion on a daily basis. When Mya is crying, Claire, you are the first to lend a hand, ask her what is wrong and try to make things right. When I complain that I am not feeling well, Mya, you are the first to bring me a blanket, give me a kiss and ask me if I am okay.
There is a new child at school. She is in the first grade and suffers from alopecia. Thankfully I was told of this child's condition so I was able to respond appropriately. Claire, you came home from school and talked about this child whom you thought was ill. You explained that she didn't have much hair and you wondered why. I shared that it was something she could not control, that she is a beautiful, healthy child and could be a wonderful friend. We talked about how God makes us each look different and what a great thing that is. The next day, you came home from school and told me that you played with her at recess. You told me her name, how nice she was and what fun you had together. You then wrapped it up with a message like you so often do--"It doesn't matter what you look like, what matters is is what kind of person you are." You make me laugh when you share your words of wisdom. I liken it to sharing the Good News, but it is truly the shining glory of Compassion--seeing a struggle, trying to understand the pain, then having that desire to help.
We are not the most religious family. We pray together, but haven't found our niche within a church. Daddy and I both believe in God and do our best to teach you about faith, God's word and how to be a good Christian. That being said, there are many people in the world, who recite the Bible, go through the actions, but do not actively do God's work. They do not live the word. I do not care if you ever learn a verse in the Bible. However, I do hope and pray for you to live the word. Show others what it is to do the right thing. Have faith. Help where you may. Give when you can. Love unconditionally. Choose compassion. Do these things and you will find happiness in each and every day.
The world needs more compassion. I hope that you will both continue to possess this quality. Through compassion there is much room for good, many opportunities to help and many opportunities to make a difference. That is my hope and dream for you today. That you may live your lives to make a difference in this world. Make it a better place. Live your lives to the fullest by helping others.
I love you more than you will ever know.
Momma
It has been some time since I've actually written a letter to motivate, inspire and share my hopes and dreams for you. I suppose life got in the way. Regardless, there is no excuse. My hope is these letters will live on long after I am gone. I hope you will hear my voice as you read them, understand the love I have for you, and know that I am always walking along side you, cheering you on each step of the way.
You are both so young, yet so compassionate. Your concern for others inspires me. Compassion is seeing someone who is suffering, understanding or feeling their pain and having the desire to help. I witness your compassion on a daily basis. When Mya is crying, Claire, you are the first to lend a hand, ask her what is wrong and try to make things right. When I complain that I am not feeling well, Mya, you are the first to bring me a blanket, give me a kiss and ask me if I am okay.
There is a new child at school. She is in the first grade and suffers from alopecia. Thankfully I was told of this child's condition so I was able to respond appropriately. Claire, you came home from school and talked about this child whom you thought was ill. You explained that she didn't have much hair and you wondered why. I shared that it was something she could not control, that she is a beautiful, healthy child and could be a wonderful friend. We talked about how God makes us each look different and what a great thing that is. The next day, you came home from school and told me that you played with her at recess. You told me her name, how nice she was and what fun you had together. You then wrapped it up with a message like you so often do--"It doesn't matter what you look like, what matters is is what kind of person you are." You make me laugh when you share your words of wisdom. I liken it to sharing the Good News, but it is truly the shining glory of Compassion--seeing a struggle, trying to understand the pain, then having that desire to help.
We are not the most religious family. We pray together, but haven't found our niche within a church. Daddy and I both believe in God and do our best to teach you about faith, God's word and how to be a good Christian. That being said, there are many people in the world, who recite the Bible, go through the actions, but do not actively do God's work. They do not live the word. I do not care if you ever learn a verse in the Bible. However, I do hope and pray for you to live the word. Show others what it is to do the right thing. Have faith. Help where you may. Give when you can. Love unconditionally. Choose compassion. Do these things and you will find happiness in each and every day.
The world needs more compassion. I hope that you will both continue to possess this quality. Through compassion there is much room for good, many opportunities to help and many opportunities to make a difference. That is my hope and dream for you today. That you may live your lives to make a difference in this world. Make it a better place. Live your lives to the fullest by helping others.
I love you more than you will ever know.
Momma
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