There will come a day when you see YOU again. Outside of motherhood (I know how easy it is to get lost in there). Someone with interests and talents and passion and relationships. And, oh my goodness, you will really LIKE her!!
For me, writing is like a gift all wrapped up in a beautiful little box and tied with a gigantic frilly bow that I’ve been waiting to unwrap my entire life.
If I’m hoping my kids will achieve the fairytale I think I’m selling them short because this is an invented and impossible standard.
I think the World might be lying. I think the World might be exaggerating and pointing fingers in the wrong directions sometimes and attempting to manipulate us by spreading fear… I think FEAR might be the real evil.
I wish I didn’t have to struggle so hard at ALL THE THINGS life throws my way. But the truth is I CAN do hard things. HE REMINDS ME WHO I AM. I am HIS.
Can we just embrace the chaos and noise? Embrace the laundry and dishes? Embrace the floor littered with, well…everything??
I don't have a baby anymore...and, suddenly, for the first time it's okay because I know I will NEVER FORGET.