A couple of days ago, I wrote a post on Facebook: “I’m a stay-at-home mom in the midst of a pandemic. Please know a large part of me is grateful for this opportunity to be with my girls at a time when perhaps they need me the most.
Not everyone has such a privilege. But as we know, grasses are always greener. Mine is no different. I am engulfed in thick grasses which stretch me thin, echoing the calls of my two girls daily, and sometimes I don’t want to answer their cries.
I play games and I cuddle tightly on couches while the winds of winter blow outside. These moments sustain me. For a while. Until I question if I’m enough, and if so, enough in whose eyes?
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