To the Mother Who’s Holding It All Together

Remember: You don’t have to be everything, all the time.

There’s a certain kind of quiet strength in you — the kind that keeps going, even when everything feels like it’s falling apart.
You wake up tired and end the day even more so. Your mind never fully rests, juggling schedules, meals, emotions, and expectations — all while trying to remember who you are underneath it all.

You’re the steady hands that zip the jackets, fix the snacks, wipe the tears. You’re the one who remembers the appointments and carries the weight of everyone else’s world while trying not to drop your own.

But can I tell you something, gently?
You don’t have to be everything, all the time.

You’re allowed to be tired. You’re allowed to cry in the bathroom. You’re allowed to forget things, to say no, to sit still. You’re allowed to pause.
Because holding it all together doesn’t mean never falling apart.
It just means loving deeply, even when it’s messy.

So, here’s your permission to rest your shoulders. To ask for help. To leave the dishes.
You are not less of a mother for needing a break.
You are a human mother — and that is a sacred thing.

Today’s Whisper:
“I am allowed to fall apart and still be worthy of love.”

Journal Prompt:
What’s one expectation I’m carrying that I can set down today?

With grace and quiet strength,
— Daquana