September

Jessica Holleque | The quiet protest of simply letting myself be seen by the world, unapologetically.

Sarah Gee | I can see little parts of me in each of them, and yet I can see them each completely and gloriously as their very own beautiful selves.

Jasmin Cervantes | “Where does love begin? It begins at home. Let us learn love in our family. In our own family we may have very poor people, and we do not notice them. We have no time to smile, no time to talk to each other. Let us bring that love, that tenderness into our own home and you will see the difference.” – Mother Theresa

Katherine Wilson | I find motherhood to be one giant contradiction. To go for a coffee child free feels like a guilty pleasure, to walk solo along the beach and drink in the salty air feels exhilaratingly like freedom. And yet, to not hear the background chatter of imaginary play, or to recline without warm little bodies and entangled limbs feels exceedingly empty. And so I tread the delicate line daily between wanting space to let my soul breathe, and soaking up the transient nature of life with little people. And sometimes I fail. But sometimes I don’t, and its glorious. 

Lara Austin Shoop | “I was quiet, but I was not blind.” -Jane Austen

Ashley Lauren McAfee |”I must be a mermaid. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.” -Anaïs Nin

 

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