We all have pain, don’t we? Sadness and loss and failure and struggle and tragedy. Pain is universal and, at some point or another, it happens to all of us. But I’m done believing the universal pain of life is inflicted like a lightning bolt from God for a ‘reason’ and God is somehow teaching me a lesson.
I noticed how the people with the most painful stories sometimes had the most serene smiles on their faces and how they leapt to help the next person in line.
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!!
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.