However, as I said last year, this doesn't amount to total failure. I still tried to focus on being kind and loving. I still consciously used this time to evaluate where I am and where I want to go and what I want to improve within myself. It still meant something.
This year, it meant finding my voice. This Lent was a season of solidifying my beliefs in a spiritual, political and ideological sense. It made me think about the kind of woman I want to be as my son grows up, quietly (and perhaps not so quietly) watching and judging me through the years.
A kind woman
A loving woman
An intelligent woman
A strong woman
A brave woman
A fun woman
An adventurous woman
A nurturing woman
An ever-growing woman
A Godly woman
I want to be the kind of woman that raises a good man. I want to be the kind of mother that has earned the respect of her family. I want, more than anything, to be the kind of person my son will be proud of. I want him to grow up and be unashamed to say "That is my mother."
(You know, when I'm not totally embarrassing him on purpose.)
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It will be a long uphill battle. It will take time and patience. It will involve more exploration of myself. It is a journey that will never be completed.
But it will be worth it.
Lucas is worth it.
I am worth it.
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