I Am More Than...
(just over here reminding myself)
I am more than what I did or didn’t make for dinner
it was easy spaghetti in case you’re curious
I am more than rejections and “need to grow your platform”s
have you seen how much my daughter has bloomed in that time?
I am more than the 5am Beep! Beep! Beep! interrupting my cell renewal
sleep is the new productivity
I am more than a girl aching to create
there’s purpose and glory wrapped in that story
I am more than my failures and someone else’s disappointments in me
I am good because He says so
I am more than a ghost robot clicking and clacking behind a screen
a heart that beats wildly is attached to those words
I am more than
a homeschool mom
an adoptive mom
a PKU mom
a decently fun mom
a _______ mom
a mom
What you might not know is that
yesterday, I hiked to the top of a mountain, babbling the entire way about the foliage and the golden light and the way the cool air reached the bottom of my lungs
the day before that, I picked up a pole saw and maneuvered it high into the branches just for fun. Cutting and carrying to the pile. Cutting and carrying to the pile
and at the top of tomorrow’s to-dos: More piano, more Warrior 2, more fading pinks at dusk while we call for her favorite black kitty to make his way home
Yes, I am
a gardener
a yogi
a writer
a forager
always looking for the light
I am
slowing down
stewarding my story
making soup just because there’s celery in the veggie drawer
But, I am also more than all of these things
I am
still becoming
and so are you.



A beautiful way of expressing that deep ache of here is who I am, accept me, and see the inside of who I am!
I mean, no words ✨✨✨✨