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Love ya Mom!

 No these are not the words from my kids to me, they are from me to you: Moms out there who are doing it.

Love you Moms, who show up

Love you Moms, who do the toughest work behind the scenes.

Love you Moms, who put a smile on when all you want to do is cry, or at least nap.

Love you Moms, who offer a welcome to the newcomer, and a banana to the kids.

Love you Moms, who show vulnerability and bravery.

Love you Moms, who cut through the small talk and get to the good stuff.

Love you Moms, who share the hard parts.

Love you Moms, who share the recipes and the gardening tips.

Love you Moms, who listen too.

Love you Moms, who know what it is to pray, all day and all night some times. 

Love you Moms, who are carrying the loaded bags of goodies for our boys, my boy too.

Love you Moms, who are carrying heavy burdens.

Love you Moms, who lightening each other's loads.

You are amazing. You are beautiful. You are powerful. You are holding it all together and yet starting to breathe. You aren't holding so tightly anymore. You are still learning how much you have to give and you are saving some of it for yourself. You are reading the books and articles and listening to the podcasts and making your own content too. Just as we cheered for our kids today, I cheer you on as well. Love ya, Moms!

I was going to save this for Mother's Day, but we know everyday is mother's day. We know how much it takes to get this job done, and sometimes we get it wrong, but look, we are doing it. This weekend I got to know a wonderful bunch of women from my son's Lehigh crew team. It was delightful! We were the last tent taken down and the last moms standing on the banks of the river. There's something to be said for that - for hanging in and hanging out, joining the fun and relishing the moment. We only get these moments a few times in life. After COVID I appreciate them so much more. But today it wasn't the moment, it was the women. Who's your Love Ya Moms? Let her know how much you love her!



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