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Celebrating 25 years of motherhood, day 22- Mistakes!

Day 22, mistakes

As a parent, one of the most valuable lessons I've tried my best to teach my children is the importance of owning up to mistakes.

I've always believed that no one is perfect and it’s okay to mess up. After all, we're only human, and making mistakes is how one learns. But what truly matters is what we do after we make those mistakes. Do we blame others, completely deny that we messed up or are we courageous enough to own the mistake and apologize for them.

Sorry is a five-letter word but saying it takes courage, it does not come easy.

But I also found myself telling them that they need not apologize for things beyond their control. Shit happens all the time. Accept that life is unpredictable and learn to adapt, change, learn.

At the end of it all, it is not about pretending but rather embracing the fact that we are not perfect.

"When you look back at your life, don't think about all the mistakes you have made. Just look at how far you have come."- Doe Zantamata

Picture courtesy, Raising Teens Today.



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