Everybody Needs A Mom

A rough, tough draft from the notes of an i phone.

While walking arm and arm with a precious young hurting momma who has walked weary far too long, I felt compelled to love her exactly

As i longed to be loved in my most wounded,shameful,

gritty years of early of trauma healing.

Many nights I rested my head in a calm home with 6 kid and a husband who was fighting for our marriage and our dinner. I was fighting for my life the first time as an adult

I wanted to call my mom and sort my day out.

But that isn’t possible for me.

She is alive but not present in our lives.

It’s ok. It’s awful. I loathe it.

I grieve it.

I have perfect peace in it. Both:And

Bedtimes for mom grief are the worst for me in reasons that sting still.

But still

I long

for the sweet goodnight

Only a mother can bring

Everybody needs a momma present and safe and for you.

And if your mom chooses not do those things

the truth still stands

Everybody needs a mom

We all need these reminders especially when pain is washing over our most wounded loss-motherless

For you sisters:

Sleep well honey. You are loved and a daughter of the king and He simply adores every single part of you and grieves with you. He’s never far and not dependent on your ability to reach for or relax in His presence but know this: He is near and He understands.

I love all of you sisters out there walking through trauma recovery. You are worth it. If you find yourself not believing that just ask us over on the page.

Your stories are not too much or not that bad or others had worse. You trauma story was ugly and the way you dealt with was well orchestrated.

Look at you Loving all the way.

My words to these young moms I believe all wounded hearts can soak up and say it till the believe it and throwing light in to the dark-places where trauma can find relief and healing.

LSP 7-15-19

Still with love

And

Still with prayers for mom