My children are adults now. They are no longer children. They must live their own lives, and they need freedom from me—the one who wanted to meet all their needs and couldn’t. My role has changed from the one who was to give all to the one who must let go of all. Know where they are at every moment for over 25 years and then—stop. Stop and let go and let them live their lives. And reflect on all the things you thought were so right and so important and see now that they weren’t important or that you were flat-out wrong. You were misinformed, you thought you saw things the way they were, but you saw incorrectly. You thought you were loving, but you were only protecting yourself. You thought you knew what would equip them best, but you ended up shackling their souls. You thought they would remember and feel loved, but they remember and feel hurt.
It's not the entire truth. It's not the whole story. But it is part of the truth, and it is part of the story. The part you hoped would never happen.
