The smiles, the tears, the laughter, the exhaustion, the surprises — all blend together to to paint a picture of a journey unique to every mom. A once blank canvas gets covered in memories, adventures and lessons learned.
No two canvases are the same.
Each canvas represents a story. A significant story.
Sometimes as moms we feel small; other times we see our impact. Sometimes our canvas appears dull; other times its bursting with color.
The peaceful cuddles, the sticky hands that don’t mind the mess, the sweet phrases that make the sun peek through grey clouds — refresh our canvas with life.
It’s no wonder we often say that our kids are our world — their fingerprints fill every nook and cranny of the canvas. They forever change us. They give us a reason to get up every morning, shower or no shower, and embrace the awaiting day.
They need us. And the Great Artist knows that we need them too, because sometimes they are our greatest teachers.
The canvas of motherhood is ever emerging; each brush stroke weaves together, creating a picture that is a part of a greater story.
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