I want...

I want.

I want a LOT of things.

I want a lot of things that aren't things, too.

I want things like new carpet.  And drapes.  And a new(er) car would be nice.  50 lbs less of me would also be wonderful.

But today I really want my kids to know that I love them.  That I love being their mom and that I really, really, REALLY want them to turn out to be the people they are supposed to be in God's plan.  To be all that they are capable of.  I want them to learn from their mistakes and have the opportunity to grow as individuals.  I feel this incredible chest crushing weight on my shoulders to be a better mother and to provide not what they want, but what they need.  And I'm afraid that I am falling so very short of the mark.  So, I'm resolving to be better.  To do better things.  To control more of what happens around me for their benefit.