My daughters remind me each day that forgiveness is free, they remind me of kindness and love. I often ask myself do I show them enough in return are there enough kisses are there enough hugs is there enough one on one time. The measurements I use in my disfunctional brain are unattainable of course. I always have a way of making myself feel not good enough. But as I go through the day I count a thousand kisses I count a hundred hugs. My typical Walmart meltdown had me feeling guilty and like I failed myself because everyone is allowed to be human but me I’m supposed to be perfect that’s what I think about myself, it’s sad really. We got through the momster moment and all was well. I am going to try again tomorrow but my aim isn’t on perfection. It’s on more kisses and hugs…


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