The answers to this one spilled in.
And a lot of them are pretty heavy. The unknown. The fear. The pain. Knowing you will outlive your child. The list goes on.
It’s hard, it’s really freaking hard.
Whenever I admit to that, I feel an urgency to proclaim again and again and again: it isn’t our children who are hard. They are not a burden. They are love. They are what get us through.
It’s muddled, it’s confusing, and probably something that no one outside of our reality will ever completely understand. If you know, you know.
Reading through the answers on this one, it’s clear that most of the pain we feel, comes from the deep and profound love we have for our children as their parents. Again, it’s all muddled up.
Of course, there are many moments of joy and peace, and our lives are not something to be pitied. But pausing to recognize and lean into the hard allows us to fully embrace the good, too. So, get ready to lean in. 🧡
**S/O to all those who trusted me with their answers to this tough question. Your vulnerability strengthens our community.