For the Mamas With the War-Torn Hearts and Weary Eyes
A love letter to moms in the trenches. I see you.
Dear Mama.
I see you.
I see that war-torn heart and those tired eyes.
I see the ever-looming cloud of worry and hands that try to fix it all.
I see the mess, the lonely, the scared.
I see you.
I see the stretch marks, the yoga pants, the mom bun for the fifth day in a row.
I see the sticky hands, dirty diapers and too much laundry.
I see you.
I see you in all of it…
I see you there…
With the strength of a billion galaxies.
With an exhausted body and hopeful soul.
With grit and beauty and a love big enough to heal the world.
Dearest lovely, amazing, weary Mom…
It’s all going to be okay.
And I see you!
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