Often I can be aloof and lost.
I don’t send out Christmas cards at all.
It’s rare that I text, email, or call.
I’ve done things that are wrong, and that hurt,
and I mean it when I say, sorry.
But it’s important for you to know,
that I am thinking of you often.
I’m busy raising wily children,
and I get caught up in my own world,
but I don’t want to make excuses,
I’m aware of my imperfections.
I miss each of you, and hope you’re well.
and I truly love you all so much.
I mean it when I say all of you.
Thank you for being my family.