Collecting the mistake of the day.

When love feels like a mistake:For instance, my care for my children sometimes feels “too much.” My son, who is six years old, notices it deeply. When I try to feed him the leftovers from his plate, he gets upset. When I bathe him, I don’t let him play in the water for too long — and to him, that feels strict. In his innocence, he even goes to his father and says, “Mom is making a mistake, please guide her.”

As a mother, I see my actions as love and responsibility. But through his eyes, it sometimes feels like control. This is the delicate balance of motherhood — the same act that carries care in my heart can feel like restriction in his.

It is in these little moments that I am reminded that love is not always understood the way it is intended. What feels like protection to me may feel like limitation to him. This is not a failure, but a part of the natural rhythm of relationships — where perspectives differ and both sides learn. As he grows, I learn to loosen my grip, and as I grow, I learn to see love not just in giving, but also in allowing.

So, perhaps the true lesson in these “mistakes” is that they are not mistakes at all, but opportunities. Opportunities for me to evolve as a mother, and for him to discover his independence within the safety of my love. Each misunderstanding becomes a bridge — connecting his need for freedom with my instinct to care — and on that bridge, both of us keep walking, growing, and learning together..