You know it’s important, you miss the days of leisure pampering. You’ll get there again, I know you will. I hear you.
Hey mama whose child is fighting anxiety, I hear you.
She’s being alienated in school, your heart is broken, and you aren’t sure how to help. I get it, I hear you.
Hey mama who is exhausted from fighting with your teenager, I hear you.
They’re not itty bitty anymore, and the constant arguing is taking a toll. You wonder what you’re doing wrong and will things ever be okay again. I hear you.
Hey mama who just lost your dad, I hear you.
Those last days of cancer were the worst parts of this life, and now you feel like the dark is suffocating you. I’ve been there, I hear you.
Hey, mama? Can I tell you a secret? You’re not alone. You’re enough. You’re fighting the good fight, putting one foot in front of the other. You’re brave and you’re strong, and I hear you. There’s light where there’s dark, there is good when there is struggle. Hold on, mama, and don’t let go.
This article originally appeared at AngieWarren.com.
