Two irrevocable parts of me: MOTHERHOOD and MISSION. Though they argue frequently, I will not let myself believe that they are mutually exclusive. They are not. They cannot be. They’ve both been pieces of me since before I was born. And since I cannot rid myself of either calling, (and believe me, I’ve tried)— I just HAVE to believe that somehow they can co-exist! That one's ability to thrive is not dependent on the other’s demise. This. just. cannot. be. Where is the third alternative? Where is the place where these parts come together and sing? I can visualize it now. MOTHERHOOD. MISSION. ME.
A place to see and be seen