“If I tried to paint any other picture (externally) to placate society's discomfort with imperfection, I may not have arrived at this place (internally), this peace I found following my own heart/soul/voice + painting my own “picture” of what I want life to look like. This open canvas is mine to decide what brush strokes to fill it with...”
“The best gifts I can give you is me prioritizing my own health, heart and soul, which means taking the time I need to re-nourish and heal, whether from the daily grind or a huge life transition, like the one we’re all currently in...”
"You didn’t wear a wedding ring and you were kind. Kindness confuses me and I always question peoples’ motive(s). I questioned yours. I wish you knew I’m not good at “this.”"
"Love—that’s it, that’s the end game. It really is that simple..."
"I think there’s a reason many species are matriarchal in the animal kingdom—Mamas are freaking fierce. Many talk about the abnormal strength you get via adrenaline when we’re face-to-face with fierce physical obstacles—but we don’t talk about the abnormal strength you get via oxytocin, when faced with the emotional complexity and obstacles of love. Both hormones give you the means to protect—but one also gives you the reason to. And I (subjectively) think the reason to is a lot more powerful... Love"
“We both wanted children more than we’ve ever wanted anything in our entire lives—and parenting was something that came so naturally to both of us—you are truly the best things that ever happened to either of us, I know no other statement to be more true. You are our everything—and I hope every day for the rest of your lives, you know this with every fiber of your being. You are our hearts and souls outside our bodies, created in love, and will be raised with love—just from different households...”
Open Letters To My Littliest Loves. 