I’m raising my kids

 I’m raising my kids to know they can be anything they want to be.

Dream big. Speak loud. Take up space.
But above all you be kind.
Because being strong doesn’t mean stepping on others.
Being confident doesn’t mean tearing someone else down.
And being real doesn’t mean being cruel.
They’ll make mistakes.
They’ll have bad days.
They’ll say things they don’t mean.
That’s part of being human.
But being the bully?
Intentionally hurting someone else?
That will never be okay in this house.
Kindness isn’t weakness.
It’s power.
And it starts at home.

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