No one tells you about the loneliness of motherhood.
But it’s real. Tangible. Behind every healthy baby is a woman – stretched from countless feedings.
Behind every candid picture is a woman – exhausted from attempts to savor a memory.
Behind every milestone is a woman – saddened and delighted by the passage of time.
And these moments, by and large, are experienced by mothers as a lone adult.
There is no one to hold our hand – no one to hold us up beneath the weight of beautifully crushing emotion.
And, perhaps, the greatest miracle of all is this:
We make it through.
I think we can agree that a village makes motherhood possible, but today I marvel at the tasks that you, Momma, do each day...completely alone.
Because of you, a child doesn’t go without.
Because of you, a child smiles.
Because of you, a child knows love.
And, most amazingly, because of you:
Life keeps growing.
So, the next time you find yourself alone in the sun’s rays or the dark of night, giving of yourself completely to motherhood, remember these words:
This is the greatest of life’s works.
And God trusted it to only you.
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