What brought me here, I mean right here typing this for you to read, is that while I sat back with a beaming heart, I was in fact sitting back, leaving my story unwritten, my thoughts untold, my legacy to fade away.
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What brought me here, I mean right here typing this for you to read, is that while I sat back with a beaming heart, I was in fact sitting back, leaving my story unwritten, my thoughts untold, my legacy to fade away.
That quiet suffering in that small space between “I did it” and “I’m doing it.” That space where “what’s next” is a holding cell that’s locked and under 24/7 watch by your fears and misconceptions of life. It’s can be a scary place. A dark, and often lonely space.
“A substance of things hoped for evidence of things not seen” Hebrews 11:1 describes faith. But this is exactly how I describe “motherhood.”