A friend had this video posted on facebook tonight.
It didn't make me want to sing; it made me want to listen.
It made me want to use my voice better as a mother.
No more screaming. Only loving.
No more criticizing. Only encouraging.
No more frustrations. Only moments to embrace.
I am blessed by God to raise four beautiful daughters.
Sometimes I fail miserably, but because of God's grace, I still have a shot every day at being their biggest fan. I get every day to become the kind of mother I want to be.
I hope someday when I am gone, and they are hanging with their children or grandchildren, my girls will have a moment when they say to themselves: "That was the voice of my mother coming out of my own mouth." And I hope whatever they said was something that I would be proud of.