Dear Self,
Where are you today? When was the last time you slept for more than three hours in a row?
When you find that your hands are empty,
may you rest in the completion of your work
When you find that your hands are empty,
may you resist the lie of inadequacy
For our children:
May you know above all that you are loved
May you receive the grace and strength to discover the person you are created to be
When your quickened pulse and spinning brain don’t match what’s happening in your day,
May you trust yourself enough to know it’s not made up