I am Theresa Kuhn.Born 21 May 1957 in Heelen (Limb) Holland Mother of two children. A Girl and a Boy.

To our Daughter , with Love,
on the Important Things in Life

A parent tries to provide her daughter
with insight into the important things in life
in order to make her life
as happy and fulfilling as possible

A parent tries to teach her daughter
to be good, always helpful to other people
to be fair, always treating others equally
to have a positive attitude at all times
to always make things right when they are wrong
to know herself very well
to know what her talents are
to set goals for herself
to not be afraid of working too hard to reach her goals . . .
A parent tries to teach her daughter
to have many interests to pursue
to laugh and have fun every day
to appreciate the beauty of nature
to enter into friendships with good people
to honor their friendships and always be a true friend
to appreciate the importance of the family
and to particularly respect and love our elder members
to use her intelligence at all times
to listen to her emotions
to adhere to her values

A parent tries to teach her daughter
to not be afraid to stick to her beliefs
to not follow the majority when the majority is wrong
to carefully plan a life for herself
to vigorously follow her chosen path
to enter into a relationship with someone worthy of herself
to love this person unconditionally with her body and mind
to share all that she has learned in life with this person . . .
If I have provided you with an insight
into most of these things
then I have succeeded as a parent
in what I hoped to accomplish in raising you
If many of these things slipped by
while we were all so busy
I have a feeling that you know them anyway
One thing I am sure of, though
I have taught you to be proud of the fact
that you are a woman equal to all men and
I have loved you every second of your life
I have supported you at all times
and as a parent, as a person, and as a friend
I will always continue to cherish and love
everything about you
my beautiful daughter

Memories for our Daughter's Wedding:

I stopped to write a poem
The flow of words came easily
and spread across my mind
My baby daughter
A white bonnet tucked under her chin
I dressed you up and showed you off
The doorbell rang
Can you go out and play
I stopped to write a poem
You took the keys and drove away
See ya later mom
Graduation and you wore white
We packed you up and moved you out
I stopped to write a poem
Tears filled my eyes
We chose the gown
A beautiful bride
Your room is neat
I leave in place the subtle signs
Of a daughter's love.
I stopped to write a poem........

Memories for our Daughter's

I remember looking at you as a child,
wondering what your future would hold.
I wanted to shelter you from unhappiness
and surround you only with wonderful things.

I realize now that I could never have done this.
For in order to appreciate happiness,
you had to experience disappointment; to enjoy success,
you had to have some failures; to feel true love,
someone had to break your heart.

I couldn't protect you,
but I want you to know I was with you every step of the way.
When I look at you now and see the woman
that has emerged from within, I couldn't be more proud