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Our Family | My Heart

May 12, 2013

Sometimes the responsibility of it all is overwhelming. You know, motherhood. Sometimes, I feel like I’ll never look at a movie the same way, or a family in the same sense or an orphaned child with old eyes. Sometimes, I want to scream and cry and shout and praise, all at the same time. Sometimes, I look around and into the heart of my precious girl and wonder why God gave her to me to hold and cherish. Sometimes, I feel inadequate and stubborn and judged. Sometimes, I feel alone and scared. Sometimes, I see her and tears of joy stream down my face long enough for her to give me a quick glance and a smile in notice. Sometimes, in the midst of the darkness of this world, the trials I have faced and the scars that have been left, I look at the role of motherhood and eternally praise my Jesus who gave it to me; to instill in my child what He wants in us all. Sometimes, I am silent and still and I praise Jesus just the same.

Thank you to beautiful Tim and Jessica for giving us these precious memories in our home as a family. I am forever thankful. (Crying again.)

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