five sentence friday #2

i thought that by now i’d be a little more fluent in the native language, that i would remember jarod’s love languages and strive to serve him through them and that i’d be a bit more competent and feel completely normal in my role as mommy.

but then i remember that in this language i will never arrive, it truly is a lifelong process.

that sometimes in stages of transition the best we can strive for is sanity.

and that what makes me a mommy is not my abilities but my sacrificial love.

then i rest in grace… and in so doing, gain a little more stamina for the long haul.


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