The world is crazy and full of evil. Evil that in many ways we can let control our day to day, especially as moms protecting little ones.
As a mom, our day to day is riddled with too high expectations placed on us by ourselves, but also by others. I am no exception, maybe one of the worst culprits of high standards.
But being a mom has taught me magic.
You get hurt, magic kisses heal.
You have a bad dream, mommas arms chase it away.
You’re hungry, she provides.
You’re sad, she wipes your eyes.
The dinosaurs are scary; she makes them do a dance.
The dragons breathe fire; she teaches you to ride them.
You can’t sleep (ever) and she is right beside you.
The world’s injustices can be undone by a mother’s love. A mother’s magic.
Too many kids face evil everyday. Life has attacked the parents and the kids taste the backfire.
As a mom, as a woman, I can undo that evil, not just for my own kids. My arms contain magic far outside these walls we call home.
It’s a scary world and as women we hold a lot power. A lot of magic.
How wide and how deep we choose to spread it is up to us.
It doesn’t take a delivery room to become a mom, it doesn’t take foster papers, or adoption papers, it takes love.
It’s giving a child extra time, extra attention, extra arms, a space they can vent and be themselves.
Mothers Day has come and gone, but the need for moms has not. The need for strong, powerful, compassionate, magical women is more pressing than ever. Be that woman.