• NEVER GROW A WISHBONE, DAUGHTER, WHERE YOUR BACKBONE OUGHT TO BE. • 🌸 But, as for me, I need to be strong now, more than ever. One of my truths, in becoming a mother, is that I deliberately took on the awesome responsibility of being an example to my children.
Although they are small, I know that they see and hear everything. Each word that is spoken in their presence is absorbed and, eventually, becomes a part of who they are. As their mother, I cannot protect them from how the world will treat them once they leave my arms. However, I can show them how I allow the world to treat me. I can show them what is acceptable, and what is not; what is healthy and what is not. I can be strong and I can show them how to be strong, too.
Never grow a wishbone.
The world is full of strong people. Strength runs in their veins, it comes naturally. I am not one of those people. I was born soft. My natural inclination is to bend, to give, to suffer–rather than to ever inflict pain on another person. Call it what you will, a gift, a curse–it serves me well at times and it costs me dearly at others. But here’s what I know now, even those of us who are not “born strong” have the full potential to become strong. ⇻⇻ Strength can be learned. ⇺⇺ Never grow a wishbone.
In a couple of weeks, I will be thirty three. It reminds me to think of my Taurus heart. Indeed, I am loyal to a fault, and stubborn as they come — but within me, too, there is the strength of a bull. I spent thirty three years becoming strong. Now I am going to own it. For my children and for myself, too. #childhoodunplugged