Something you have to forgive yourself for.
The many, many mistakes I made when raising my son.
And oh what a long list this is.
I really have to focus on not dwelling on this… it’s not healthy and I can’t change anything.
If I could go back… I would say no less. I would spend more time making happy memories for us. I would accept every single hug and kiss and snuggle offered to me. I would shout less. I would take more pictures. I would actually write down the funny things he said and came up with instead of just meaning to do it…