Every night before Kylie goes to bed I say to Kylie, “I am proud of you just for being you.” I want her to know that I am proud of her and it has nothing to do with what she does or doesn’t accomplish. I am afraid of telling her I am proud of her when she does something well because I don’t want her to think she has to achieve in order for her dad to be proud. My parents never did anything to make me think I had to achieve for them to love me or be proud of me but somewhere in this broken world I picked up that message and it is hard for me to shake. I don’t think Kylie really understands what it means yet, but I trust that someday she will.
I don’t want Kylie to try to be somebody. I want her to be exactly who God created her to be.
I desperately want Kylie to know this in the core of her being, but the truth is that I tell her this because I also need to be reminded of this everyday. I am more than what I produce. I am more than what I achieve. I am more than what others think of me.
So are you.
I am proud of YOU too – just for being you.