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.