To My Future Children

March 01, 2019


To My Future Children,
I hope that you always feel like you belong. I hope I can do a good job of making you feel loved, wanted, and important. I love you as you are. Your flaws, your weaknesses, and I guess I'll love you even if you don't like Harry Potter - but I reserve the right to be upset and wonder where I went wrong.

I want you to know that I'm not perfect, and I'm very aware of that. It's easy to see the flaws in our own parents, but you don't need to point mine out to me. Just remember that I'm doing the best that I can with what I have.

Your dad and I are going to raise you listening to Queen and The Beach Boys and Tom Petty, and you're going to like it. I promise not to expect you to go to BYU, but you need to have a lifelong pursuit of learning. I'm sure your dad will teach you about fashion and photography and I'll teach you about Taylor Swift and other equally important female celebrities.

You're welcome for the great genetics that gave you awesome hair - that is your lifelong gift from both of us. Remember it whenever you're frustrated with your dad and me. I hope you get your father's strength and my ability to force anyone into friendship (it really comes in handy). Hopefully, you are as musical as your father but you love to sing as much as I do. I apologize in advance for singing about everything that I'm doing and inevitably inventing songs about our pet cat. I've always identified with Linda Belcher and that'll never change (I hope you understand this reference).

I reserve the right to take as many pictures of you as I want. I also reserve the right to force you to take pictures of me when I feel cute. I also refuse to be called anything but Oma by your own future children. I don't care that we're not German.

I promise to read you a story at bedtime and I will do it even when you've started to grow up - that's something I learned from my own father. I promise to empower you and believe in you, just as my own mother did for me. I learned a lot from my parents, so you need to love and appreciate them too. I wish you could've met my dad and your Aunt Julian, but please never stop asking me about them.

I promise not to push you away once you're an adult. I'm not saying you can live with me forever (please don't), but you will always be a part of the family. You will be included and I will cherish the time I get to spend with you even after you've grown. You won't matter less just because you're supposed to be grown up - you'll always be my children.

I love you. I can't wait to meet you someday (hopefully later rather than sooner, but it's not you, it's me).

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