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Dear younger me

Boy, did this song from Mercy me get me thinking.
Dear younger me by Mercy me.
Go listen to it now!
What would I tell my younger self? Would I even try to explain the choices I would face? Would I change any of the choices I made in my life so far? And what effect would it have if I changed anything?
I know that some of the choices I made was wrong, I can see that now, but if I didnt make the mistakes would I still be the person I am today? More importantly, would the people close to me still be the awesome caring people they are today. Especially Ruben, who is turning into the most compassionate caring person at the tender age of (almost) 11 years.
When I look at the depth of care he has for his brother, I know he is going to accomplish great things in his life. Ruben sees Jacques' limitations, but it doesn't bother him. He loves helping out with Jacques, especially in areas where I struggle. He has a way with his big brother that I sometimes envy.
Whenever I start to wonder and want to ask God why, why me, why us, I just need to look at Ruben and I know why. Jacques is shaping his little brother into the greatest person I know. And I am so humbled and blessed to be these two incredible boys' mom.

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  1. SnippieOctober 9, 2019 at 2:55 PM

    Yip. Obviously we all wonder what, if anything, we would change from our younger years.

    But those mistakes and missteps have made us and the kiddies into who they are today.

    I would not change a thing about you my sis, so never wish to change anything just because you had a couple of falls. At least you know you can always pick yourself up again.


    Lief vir jou!

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