“What do I ask for myself, Father?

Give me confidence in my own ability;

Load me down with good, plain, old-fashioned common sense;

Let me get my priorities straight – may I never be a servant to my house!

I run it, not the reverse.

It is important that I find time to play with my children.

Help me to be patient, calm and understanding, even when I

feel like blowing my top;

Tap me on my shoulder and remind me that these feelings will

soon pass away, but my words may never be forgotten.

It is strange how my children reflect my moods right back at me;

If I am irritable, or happy, so are they.

I feel that it is mostly up to me to set the tone of our home.

Help me not to be self-centered.

My needs can generally wait until the children are not so dependent on me;

This time with them while they are so young is very precious;

It will not last long, but out of it will come many beautiful

memories to treasure in the future.

There is so much for which I could ask, to help me to be

a good wife and mother.

But there is one thing I desire above all: that you will show

me how to love.

Then I believe all other things will follow.”

Heather Harvey