I guess this is life!

Why is it, as parents our lives are filled with hurt for our children?

I hurt when my children hurt...

I hurt for them even when they don't hurt...

I hurt when they say they hate me...

I hurt when they make wrong decisions in their life...

Why does such a strong love come with so much hurt.

I guess I shouldn't dwell on the pain of loving a child...I should look at the happiness I get from my children as well.

I'm happy when my children are happy...

I'm happy when my children set goals and accomplish them...

I'm happy when they conquer their demons...

I'm happy to see them grow and mature...

But most of all, I'm happy when they say "I love you Mom" and mean it!