Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on result.
As a result of my choices, I broke.
As a result of my changes, I healed.
As a result of your desire, I mothered.
As a result of my desire, I fell head over heels in love with mothering.
As a result of this head over heels in love with mothering, I have given you my heart.
As a result of my littles, I have a second chance at this.
As a result of their faces, I have never wanted for anything.
As a result of your kindness, I melted.
As a result of my love, I softened.
As a result of my hard work, I have a career that I adore.
As a result of my ability to love hard, I have people who believe in that love.
As a result of my determination, I have proved (to myself) that I can do hard things.
As a result of my healing, I have learned I no longer need to prove I can do hard things (especially to myself).
As a result of my grit, I have worked myself too hard.
As a result of my fear, I have pushed myself too hard.
As a result of my heart, I had the right people telling me to just stop.
As a result of you, I am a hard worker.
As a result of you, I am me.
As a result of you, I have learned what to do as well as what not to do.
As a result of who I am, I continue to work on myself, because I need a lot of work.
As a result of changing tides, relationships, seasons, I have lost a lot.
As a result of loss, I have taken a very close look at myself.
As a result, I am still searching for peace and parts of me.
