Hope and encouragement.
Support and love.
But not a single word of condemnation.
For those of you who missed it, I had a complete meltdown last week. Complete with a whiny temper tantrum and lots of moaning and groaning to boot. I felt overwhelmed and tired and completely inadequate. I felt isolated and alone…and so desperate.
And so I reached out, hoping for a lifeline, but almost expecting the opposite. Expecting someone to say something like “you have so much so quit whining” and “we all struggle” and “you think you have it bad, you should see…” And if I’m being honest, if someone would’ve said those things, they would’ve been right. I am lucky. I have a wonderful blessed life and I have been given much. We do all struggle. I do need to look for the joy in my blessings. And I do need to realize that there are many who struggle with much more difficult things than me.
But no one said them.
And when I was at my most raw, when the aforementioned truths felt distant to me, I shared my heart– flawed as it is. And you all rallied around me in a way that was so uplifting, so beautiful, so kind that I get teary just thinking about it.
I’ve seen so much talk lately about the so-called Mommy Wars… about playground politics and moms who are constantly trying to one-up each other. I’ve seen posts ranting about our judgmental culture, about the fact that moms can’t even go to the grocery store without someone stopping them to tell them what they are doing wrong. I’ve heard about discouragement and tears and isolation.
But last week, I saw just the opposite.
I was wrapped in encouraging words and loving advice from other moms, cocooned in a loving community that without a single judgmental or unkind word surrounded me with love, kindness and laughter. And I was so blessed, you guys.
Perhaps the first think I should say is thank you. Thank you for your kindness, your encouragement, and your “I’ve-been-there-too-so-let-me-bring-over-a-pint-of-Cherry-Garcia-so-we-can-talk” attitude. Thank you for giving me the grace I needed to take a step forward. And thank you for sharing your hearts– tender, real and so beautiful– with me.
But there’s more.
Because I now know more than I ever have that we need each other. We need other moms to talk to, to laugh with, to help us pick the tiny prickles out of our kid’s toes. We need moms to love us and support us and not to judge us or to tell us what we’re doing wrong. I want to be part of that community for you just like you were for me.
And so let’s keep this conversation going.
Let’s share our hurts, our struggles and also our triumphs.
And let’s rally around each other– through the ups and the downs– in a way that’s truly Christ-like.