I remember how easy it was to be a parent before I had kids! Ah! My imaginary kids were the best! And even better, I was the most perfect imaginary mom! Now that I am living the life I didn’t accurately imagine at all, I am grateful and inspired. ANNNDDD because life doesn’t wait for you, I am having to untangle so much in real time. One of the biggest things is my faith. How do I navigate the beauty and goodness of the faith I grew up with, paired with the very serious trauma it caused. How do I pass along what feels the most true with out letting my wounds tell the whole story. I am leaning into that question and throwing in a few “fuck you”s along the way.
