Dear Darling…

Dear Darling…

Dearest child of mine,

This morning I hugged you a little tighter and a whole lot longer.  I watched you exploring your toys with such innocence, oblivious to all the evil going on in the world. You tried climbing across the bed but lost your balance, I protected your head as you fell against the wall. You giggled and attempted it again knowing full well that I’d catch you before you fall.  If only, if only I could protect you forever.

Everyday, we wake to news from the rest of the world, war torn countries, terror attacks, poverty and violence. It fills me with dread, even more so as a Mother.

I know our country isn’t any safer, more than ever we are open to attacks, we’ve had children dying while enjoying a concert, commuters injured on public transport, Individuals suffering while enjoying a night out. When I think of all this, my chest tightens at the thought of you ever getting caught up in this.

I lay there thinking of your future, the name I’ve given you, the religion you’re born into, the culture you’re associated with, all of these which now have such a stigma attached. I worry if I’ve made it harder for you to mingle at School, University and Work. I worry that you will get stopped while making your most memorable moments, be it travelling afar or local, all because your name fits a certain stereotype. I then wonder how you’ll greet this treatment, will I teach you enough patience, will you understand?

Although many will look beyond these things, so many won’t. Please don’t let this hinder you, when faced with this my son, I want you to confront the negativity with love, do not lose yourself to society’s assumptions.

I can’t promise that you’ll be safe from the stereotypes surrounding you, and I won’t always be around to advise you but I will try my damn best to show you not to rise to it. Never live in fear, my sweetheart.

If I can teach you anything; be kind. Never underestimate kindness, be it given or received. Because despite everything my darling, there is also so much good. I need you to always remember that love will one day overpower hate.

Love always,

Mama x


9 thoughts on “Dear Darling…

  1. Lovely post hunny. It’s so sad to have to worry about the world our children our growing up in, isn’t it? There has been so much crime in my town recently that I’ve been considering moving away just to get my daughter away from it. It’s horrible we have to think like this, but I suppose all we can do is prepare them as best we can for the world they are growing up in, and teach them to be kind and treat everyone with respect. X #itsok

    1. Yes totally. .. I guess we can never escape it for too long as one day they’ll be entering the big bad world without us. But yes all we can do is prepare them. X

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