I’m not going to lie- I was the last person to finish their bouquet during a recent Galentine event. And, about halfway in, it all felt LIKE A GIANT MESS. What a metaphor for motherhood as a process of refinement- a trajectory full of uncertainties, doubts, debris, and yet somehow exquisitely gorgeous even in the mess.
Keep going, mamas…
…even when you can’t see how it will turn out.
…even when your story looks so very different than everyone else’s.
…even when you feel like you’ve made a thousand mistakes.
Rest in this truth while you are wading through the messy middle: You are uniquely equipped to build the most perfect bouquet of love, memories, and adventures for your family.
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