Dear Bridget,Try not to be like me when you grow up, sweetie. I'm trying to be a better person (I don't deserve to be your mom), but it doesn't always work that way. Good thing God's got me covered when I mess up.
I'll say this right now before you're old enough to remember: I'm sorry for the times I lose my temper, either with your daddy or with you (or others, though I'm honestly not as sorry at those times because I don't love others as much as I love you). You might hear mommy raise her voice now and then, but I'm doing my best to stop that. Instead, this is the type of mom (and wife) I want to be:
One who's loving and caring and never grows impatient. One who shows respect for others at all times and never loses her temper. One who is gentle and kind. One who is happy and loves God and then shows her love for God to all who are around. One who you can be proud of. One who can be a good example for you. One who--maybe, someday, deserves to be a mom to such a wonderful, funny, sweet, adorable little girl.
I love you, Bridget, and I'll do my best to be the best for you.
Love, Mommy
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