Here’s to all the mothers out there. Mothers who have lost the love if their life and who are picking up the pieces of their hearts and moving forward. Mamas who have lost a baby, whether that precious one be in the womb, four days old of forty-seven years old. These mamas have known the deep motherly love that connectsthemselves to the soul of their babe for eternity. Single moms, who are daily kicking ass because that’s just what they do, and busting the myth that single moms are weak and incapable.Moms who have been mistreated, victimized, abused or neglected — who love their children with a commitment that is unwavering and with an abandon that cannot be contested. To the mothers who appear to have it all together on the outside but are dying a little on the inside. Who are working through the journey of coming home to themselves while choosing to learn how to love who they are in spite of incredible amounts of sadness and pain. To minority mamas who stand tall in the midst of racism and a cultural lack of understanding. To each and every mama who is cutting her own wild and beautiful path — never forget that You. Are. Enough. Keep following your arrow wherever it points and trusting that the way will illuminate before you. Happy Mothers Day beauties.
