They See You

They see you.  These little people that carry your heart around outside your body balanced precariously like a sippy cup without a lid.  They see you try and try and try until your strength gives out and crafts lead to meltdowns and holidays dissolve into sugar tantrums and the most menial of tasks to clean up the million scraps of torn paper becomes capable of shaking your belief that you are actually doing a good job.

They see all of the messy, beautiful effort.  They see you fail and they see you succeed.  They see you struggle because you don't have all of the answers right now, but for their sake you so heartbreakingly, desperately want to.

They see you.  And they love you because of all of it and despite all of it.

Let them see.  Let them see the messy, beautiful effort of it.  Because with every tantrum, every tear, every day that wasn't so hot and every day that was, you teach.  You teach that they should get up each day and struggle and fight and dream because their dreams are always valid.  You teach them that they are worthy of struggle and their values are worthy of the fight..  You teach them that because maybe there will be a day when no one else will.

You teach them that they are worthy of being seen.  They are always, always worthy of being seen.

Let them see you.  Because you are worthy, too.