I see you.
I see you behind the busy. Behind the keeping it all together. Behind the “I’m fine” and smiles.
I see you.
I see your strong, your giving, your caring.
I see your showing up even without the answers.
I see your tired, your sleepless nights, your worry.
I see you work through the worry and cling to possibility.
I see you.
I see your love, your hope, your belief in the good.
I see your caring and hours spent trying that no one sees.
I see you deal with guilt because you want to be the best you can be.
I see you share so much of yourself with others.
I see that sometimes you need to be told how much you matter, that your giving makes a difference, that you are enough.
I see you.
I see how hard you try. I see how you let go of comparison and try to be real.
I see you stumble and yet stand up again.
I see your brave.
I see your courage.
I see your heart.
I see you because you are like me.
We give, we love, we are brave.
Thank you.
You are enough.
-Rachel
#findingjoy
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Beautiful !
Ii was married to a man named Tom Spicuzza, in Virginia. Uncommon name, so it caught my eye. He was a doctor.
Every time I share your posts I get a warning that it goes against community standards. Is it one of your rules no sharing
Inspirational ❤️ This
Oh I need this
Beautiful and on point!! I needed to see this for sure.
Don’t stop! Even at age 53, you inspire me. Thank you!
You inspire me to be the best I can and to give with a good heart