Who Were You Before the World Told You Who to Be?

Read this slowly.

You didn't find this letter by accident.

To the woman who needed this today...

Before the titles...

Who were you?

Before you became someone's mother...

Someone's wife...

Someone's employee...

Someone's caregiver...

Someone's everything...

Who were you?

What made your eyes light up?

What made you curious?

What made you feel alive?

Children know who they are.

They dance without permission.

They laugh without apology.

They dream without limitation.

Then life begins handing us labels.

Be responsible.

Be realistic.

Be nice.

Don't be too much.

Don't be too loud.

Don't make people uncomfortable.

Little by little...

We trade authenticity for acceptance.

Until one day...

We don't know where one ends and the other begins.

Maybe the purpose of this season isn't becoming someone new.

Maybe it's remembering the woman who existed before fear taught you to hide.

She's still there.

Waiting patiently.

She doesn't need fixing.

She simply needs permission to be seen again.

Today...

Close your eyes for one minute.

Imagine meeting the younger version of yourself.

What would she want you to remember?

Listen carefully.

She still knows the way home.

Until next Sunday...

With love,

The Woman Within