Can We Just Love Each Other?

I’d imagine that most mothers feel the same way I do…. that your babies, well, they are your babies. Always. Matters not the age, or the stage …still your babies.

When they hurt, you hurt worse. When they have trouble, you’re the first one ready to come to their defense and are usually justified in your feelings. It is devastating to see them screw up. It’s a battle of personal defeat when you hear others talking about them, or even yacking about YOU as a parent.

If there’s anything in the world we could do to fix it…we would have done it right?

Tonight, my heart aches for parents who are giving it all they’ve got. It aches for kids who are doing the best they know how, based on what they have been taught. It aches for grandparents standing in the gap, starting over with families, or just picking up where their own kids left off. It aches for families that are having to start over, having no clue why…

I’ll say this, y’all, we are all in this thing together. We all need each other. We need encouragers, not discouragers. We need positive energy, not negative words. When people are having a hard time, I’ll assure you, they know that better than anyone. We don’t need to point it out to them, or to anyone else.