Four years ago today I flew into Spokane to see my grandma for the last time. It was good and difficult. I steeled myself against a lot of the pain at the time and tried to be present and positive. I was happy to see her, but I still remember vividly how much she needed and leaned on my mom. In her moment of weakness she found strength and hope in her daughter. She knew her daughter would fight for her. She knew she would stand strong. She knew she could lean on her and her daughter wouldn't let her fall.
As I remember this and see my own relationship with my daughters developing over the years, I feel blessed. I couldn't be more thankful for my two girls. I couldn't be more thankful for their ability to see and know me as they grow. I'm not some distant mom to them who isn't in touch with reality. I am human with weaknesses and strengths. They are learning they can lean on me because I am strong. They are also beginning to see where they are stronger than me. They see that they can be my strength in those weak moments. They don't see me as less than them, they see me as human and they know they are free to be human too.
This isn't really about Valentine's Day. It just happens to be a memory that happened 4 years ago today. On this Valentine's day, I am thankful for my husband and eternally grateful for my daughters. I'm thankful we don't need a special day to show each other our love.
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