•I’ve never felt I’m particularly good at anything. I’ve never excelled in school. I was never in the plays at school. I don’t sing or dance.
I can’t draw a stick figure to save my life. • somehow, at even a young age, I knew that I would be a mom. I knew that I would be good at it. I don’t say this to brag or toot my own horn. Just like an artist knows their talents, I know mine 🍃 when Zeb was born, I didn’t need affirmation. I didn’t need to be told I was a good mom. I just knew. • am I perfect? Of course not. Do I yell and lose my temper? Of course. • but I do know why I was put on this earth and nothing gives me greater joy than to be able to experience such an adventure this side of Heaven. 🍃 happy Mother’s Day to all the ladies out there who have raised your own kids, raised someone elses, loved another’s kid like they were your own, influenced the life of a child and simply showed up when they needed you 🍃 to all the ladies who, for one reason or another, you are not a mom and know it may never happen for you, we see you and we are rooting for you. I think of you on days like today and you’re not forgotten. 💕