Und trotzdem sind da Zeiten, in denen ich mich dabei ertappe, wie ich plötzlich regelrecht zu suchen beginne nach etwas, das zu mir spricht; nach Botschaften des Trostes oder Ermutigung oder nach einem ganz bestimmten Anstoss.
Als ich gestern Amanda Soules Message-Post las, fühlte ich mich so angesprochen… eine Botschaft für mich?
message to me. The way you’re living has become kind of a goal for me,
because my feeling reacted so intesely to your blog that I
realized, there were (and still are) such a lot of things I miss in my
own life, and circumstances which made (and make) me sad and exhausted.
I know about the way you’re using your blog as a reminder of the
bright sides of life and motherhood, but I take it as a guide anyway
directing me to a better and more honest way of living. I wanted to
tell you this once again, because I write so seldom here, but read
every word you share in this place!
When I read (on your pictures above) the message you wrote to yourself, it just feels like a
message to me too- today was SUCH a hard day, an everydaylifeday, but
full of tiredness of it all, of tears inside me I couldn’t either
understand nor show, of the inner need to break out and find my inner
self under the mother-skin… I was unable to be the mother I actually
wanna be today, that’s for sure. I was not patient, not kind, not
gentle, nor funny or aware of what my childern needed (well maybe I
was at some moments, but it feels like I NEVER managed to be like that
today… And the feeling is what counts, isn’t it?)
After your post I feel more grounded. In a strange way comforted. I’m
going to write a message to me too right now, I guess…
Thanks for beeing here!
Bora from Switzerland
Und manchmal ist es gut, den Botschaften zu lauschen, die aus uns zu uns selber sprechen…