I love being a mom. Those babies of mine are my whole world.
But motherhood isn’t all that I am.

I love being a wife. My spouse is everything to me.
But being a wife isn’t all that I am.

All that I am is so much more.
All that I am is so complex, yet so simple.

I am me. All my roles are hats I wear, relationships I have.
But they are not ME.

Yes, I am a mother. I am a wife.
But also I AM.

I am a woman full of life and love and light.

I am full of potential and experience.

I am capable and powerful.

I am strong.

I’m a wife and a mother and a sister and a daughter and a friend and a lover and a neighbor and a confidant and a teammate and a leader and a founder and a worker and a mechanic and a designer and a creator and a musician and a cook and a cleaner and an athlete and an adventurer.

But mostly, I am.

I am.

I am.

I am.

I experience because I am.

I matter because I am.

I live because I am.

I empathize because I am.

I am.

I am.

I am.

I create because I am.

I breathe because I am.

I feel deeply because I am.

I care because I am.

I am.

I am.

I am.

My value, my virtue, my presence
is because I am.

I am.

I am.

I am.

My experience matters. My viewpoints matter. My values matter.

I value my emotions and experiences and desires and my self because I AM.

I help
because I am.

I cry
because I am.

I shout
because I am

I laugh
because I am.

I trust myself.
because I am.

I believe myself.
because I am.

I support myself
because I am.

I value myself
because I am.

I am.

I am.

I am.

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