I can still feel the yearning, the longing to be a mom. I remember vividly the Mothers Day’s I spent aching for the baby I carried in my body for only so long.
On this day, with my arms full, my heart still aches for those whose laps are empty.
To the childless with the courage to live in a world that often defines women by the children who grace their halls.
To the woman who has lost a baby and mourns alone, feeling the fierce love of a mother, though many would label her childless.
To the daughter who mourns the mom she lost or never knew.
To the woman who desires a family but is stuck in a season of waiting and
To all those that call themselves Mother, however it may look.
You are not alone. You are courageous. You are loved.