God forbid

 God forbid I’m okay with being home raising my kids and taking care of my husband and our home.

Because somewhere along the way people started acting like that wasn’t enough
Like choosing softness meant settling
Like choosing family meant losing yourself

But I don’t feel lost
I feel rooted
I feel steady
I feel like I am exactly where I’m supposed to be

There is nothing small about raising good humans
Nothing weak about pouring into the people you love
Nothing shameful about wanting a peaceful home and a happy family

I’m allowed to love this life
I’m allowed to choose it every single day
And I’m allowed to be proud of the woman I am while I do it.

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