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Dear Mom

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Dear Mom,

The doctors gave you a choice, and that’s where it all started.
We both don’t like to get too mushy, so I’ll try to keep this light-hearted.

You chose me, and I couldn’t be more grateful.
To have you, I am so thankful.

You are a teacher, when you go to work and at home.
You’ve taught me to be no other person but my own.

Through you I learned that makeup is worth the time.
I’m so glad the most fabulous Mom is mine. 

Yes, we share an interest in fashion.
You also gave me another passion. 

Because you’re so well-spoken, I wanted to be a writer.
You’ve shown me that to achieve my goals in life, I have to be a fighter. 

I’ll always put up with your goofy antics. Know that you are the best Mom on the planet. 

Thank you, Mom, for all that you do.
And for showing me that in life, all you really need is you. 

As your daughter, people always say that I’m your twin. 
With you as my mom, I definitely say I win!

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Happy belated Mother’s Day to all mothers!

Enough

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In society a girl is expected to make something of her life, if she fails, she’s often made to feel like she’s not enough.

Music is my escape, but once I learned how to create my own melodies, soon it just wasn’t enough. 

Finally, I had enough.

I needed to explore the boundless world of creativity, I had to understand that to others you won’t always be enough.

I’m often overwhelmed by my racing ideas, even still I fear I don’t have enough. 

Of my chosen path I was for so long uncertain, but I began to write down all that my lips had yearned to mutter, and now I can’t get enough.

Finally I am, enough.

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I had the hardest time trying to come up with an idea of what to write about for this week’s post. Like usual, I came up with one idea in the middle of the night. I wrote down the word “enough” in the notes in my phone and went to sleep. My idea for the post was what you have now read. But, in the days leading up to today I was still so unsure of what I had written. Then, I came across these posts:

I knew then that what I had written was more than enough.