What if instead of focusing on what I’ve lost these last 20 years (like elastic skin and smooth thighs and perky breasts and my natural hair color)…I look at all I’ve gained???
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What if instead of focusing on what I’ve lost these last 20 years (like elastic skin and smooth thighs and perky breasts and my natural hair color)…I look at all I’ve gained???
This beautiful, ordinary life I’ve been blessed with is evident right here on my body. Etched in lines right here across my face.
Life will have all kinds of bullies. My daughter will face her fair share of unfair treatment and some more push-her-down moments. I want her to know I will ALWAYS be on her side.
When we unwrapped that big box, my daughter squealed!! “Momma, did you know they would be this PRETTY???” Then I turned my beloved Barbies over in my hands a few times and ran my finger down the braids tied with my old hair ties as I told my little girl their names. It felt like a full circle moment…
My book. It’s the ONE thing I’ve ever done because I want to. Not because I need to or someone asked me to or I’m supposed to. Writing just fills my heart!
You know, I don’t know if he’ll EVER get around to changing the toilet paper roll…but I’m not too worried, really. I’m proud of the compassionate young man he is becoming
Because all this hustle and bustle? And all this stuff to DO? It means I’m really living this good, hard, ordinary life.
And I learned everything I know about kindness from being unkind.
Your growing family of suddenly much bigger kids will sit. And eat. And seemingly delight in one another. And you’re going to LOVE it so much!
So instead of a PERFECT story, I hope one day my children will tell THIS story…
Sure, sometimes we miss in mid-air. But sometimes…our Love Arrows land right on target.
A mom’s greatest priority is to care for her family. To lighten their loads. To make their days a little brighter and easier. Even while she’s away!
And life is hard. But that doesn’t mean we’re doing it wrong, it just means we are living.
And I’m pretty sure I have a lot to learn from a girl like that.
We are responsible TO our children for things like food and clothing and shelter and an environment in which they can learn and grow and be themselves. But we are not responsible FOR our children’s choices.
Proud and sad and grateful and heartbroken and absolutely filled with joy at the opportunity to be part of it all…so many emotions wrapped up together in the same few breaths.
In tiny glimpses, it ALL feels like enough. My life. This hard, broken world. Me, even.