How did I let this happen? What didn't I do? What could I have done? Why didn't I know?
How did I let this happen?
My hubby tells me, "I know what your thinking, your a bad mother. That's not the case, this is not your fault."
That's exactly how I feel. I have failed my family. It's a humbling feeling. It reminds me that I am not a perfect mom. It reminds me that I am a person of faith.
Yes I failed. I did, even if my wonderfully supportive hubby doesn't think so (or admit it).
I failed.
Just like the winter will pass...
This too shall pass.



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