It’s difficult because sometimes we doubt our abilities; we underestimate our strengths, and dwell too much on our weaknesses.
I grew up with an amazing mother who loved me and all of her ten children, and did whatever she could to protect and support us. One of the things that affected me however, was the fact that I had no father in my life. My other siblings did, and perhaps I was even better off than they were; as he was an alcoholic with other frailties as well. But because he wasn’t at all present, we had to move a lot with financial concerns all of the time. We never starved, we had clothes… maybe not stylish and maybe a lot of hand-me-downs, but it did cause some insecurities for me.
That was perhaps one of the factors when I suffered with depression on and off many years of my life. During this time however I did, along with my husband raise three beautiful children. One thing I strived to instill in them was their self esteem, and to believe that they could do whatever they set their minds to.
I think that the greatest gifts we can give to a child, are encouragement, support, of course to love them unconditionally; and very importantly to ‘believe’ in themselves and to have those goals and dreams for their future.
I would be remiss as a Christian to not acknowledge that my belief in God, has brought me through many difficult times, especially through the ‘darkness of depression’.