Dear Piper ~ We had quite the scare this past weekend, didn’t we? I was terrified. I was terrified for how much pain you must have been in. I am so very thankful that you are okay. Despite the wounds on your hand and the bandage, you are just fine. Thank goodness.
Whenever you are hurt, I want to take the pain away. Immediately. I wish it were me and not you. It breaks my heart to see you hurting. How are we going to manage as you grow? I suspect that there will be many hurts that you will endure during your lifetime. Some physical and some emotional. How am I going to do this? As your mother, I want to protect you from all of the hurt that is out there in the real world… but I know that I cannot. It is part of growing up. Part of learning lessons. Part of gaining experiences. All I can do is hope that you come out okay, each and every time.
