I’ll be your voice
When you cannot speak
I’ll be your eyes
When you cannot see
I’ll be your heart
When you cannot feel
I’ll be your strength
When you feel you can’t go on
I’ll be your guide
When you’ve lost your way
I’ll be your hope
When you’ve lost faith in the world
I’ll be your confidence
When you’ve lost trust in yourself
I’ll be your biggest supporter
When your heart has been broken
I’ll be your inspiration
When you’ve lost motivation
I’ll be your compass
When you’ve lost direction
And I’ll be your mirror
When you cannot see your beauty
But as you grow, I won’t always be there
To support you and offer help
So I will teach you to do and be
All of the above for yourself
But in the meantime, I’ll do all I can and more
To help you flourish and thrive
And teach you to grow wings
So that you may one day fly.
– A love letter to my future children
Words by Tahlia Hunter
Artwork by Katie m. Berggren
There were those who found fault , silently , critically and in alignment with the judgement that children did not need their Mom after age 7 .
Our youngest was 6 when psychiatry intervened and I was never the same .
It only got worse , until it ended our family .
My intentions were to be there for our sons and educate them in ways their Dad was not as to self love , forgiveness , compassion and wholeness ✔️