Every word you write is beautiful and transmits something magical, even if you didn’t know why or what it would shape into. My heart can feel yours and I’m grateful you started writing. Xxx
Thank you for keeping on reading, every person touched is an immense reward and every time I feel insecure or unsure moments like these are what spark a little courage in me 🕊️
Feeling you deeply on this ✨✨ “Is this all you’ve got?” I hear that often. Sometimes questioning who I am….what I’m doing….with all the giving maybe I don’t even know anymore??! But then I get some time and I write and it all makes sense, the little moments of joy each day between the snack making and nappy changing. That there is no better way to spend my precious life force than raising these tiny humans who chose me as their Mama 🤍
It does all find an unexpected sense of meaning and order, doesn’t it? The chaos of life in the making somehow doesn’t become tidy but shifts into the light and at least we can see and feel more clearly. So glad that my words resonated, I feel less alone ♥️
Ah Julia, this is beautiful and yes I share so many of your internal ponderings about what and why I am writing when there are so many bigger/more important/useful things for people to read about. I can safely say that your words move me, they transport me to the most tender days and frame a moment in time that is so precious (and so fleeting, even when it doesn’t feel like it at the time). Keep writing my dear xx
Every word you write is beautiful and transmits something magical, even if you didn’t know why or what it would shape into. My heart can feel yours and I’m grateful you started writing. Xxx
Every insecurity inside me is grateful to you for this and for every kind word you seem to always have for me ♥️
I find myself when I write, it is like I can hear myself clearly finally. Beautiful, keep writing about the mundane, I love it.
Thank you for keeping on reading, every person touched is an immense reward and every time I feel insecure or unsure moments like these are what spark a little courage in me 🕊️
I know exactly what you mean <3
Feeling you deeply on this ✨✨ “Is this all you’ve got?” I hear that often. Sometimes questioning who I am….what I’m doing….with all the giving maybe I don’t even know anymore??! But then I get some time and I write and it all makes sense, the little moments of joy each day between the snack making and nappy changing. That there is no better way to spend my precious life force than raising these tiny humans who chose me as their Mama 🤍
It does all find an unexpected sense of meaning and order, doesn’t it? The chaos of life in the making somehow doesn’t become tidy but shifts into the light and at least we can see and feel more clearly. So glad that my words resonated, I feel less alone ♥️
This is so beautiful, Julia. 🥰 And entirely relatable. This is all I have space and words for right now too.❤️
Ah Julia, this is beautiful and yes I share so many of your internal ponderings about what and why I am writing when there are so many bigger/more important/useful things for people to read about. I can safely say that your words move me, they transport me to the most tender days and frame a moment in time that is so precious (and so fleeting, even when it doesn’t feel like it at the time). Keep writing my dear xx