this is your anthem

I wonder if you see your every day glory. You give birth, you comfort in sickness, you nurture into health. You stay home all day or you work all day but either way at night you are there. You paint or you read or you sing or you cook or you draw or sometimes a little of each. You teach them how to do the most basic to the often extraordinary and you are always there to cheer them on. You are there for the good stuff and for the not so good stuff too. You make sure they eat well and sleep well and have what they need. You listen to them and encourage them. You are always, always there, patiently creating a space for them to thrive. You might have better days than others but it's the sum rather than the parts that matter in the end.

And then you take the time to chronicle some of it. Sometimes it's the ugly bits and sometimes you brag and you brag because you've earned it and because it let's us celebrate along with you. You are brave enough to put issues into the light and ask for help when you need it. You are honest in self reflection and often more self-deprecating than is fair but we see right through it anyways. You create a history, not only for you but also one day for them. You challenge yourself to do more. You seek balance and sometimes you even find it. Your heart is moved in unspeakable ways every single day and you allow it to happen even if it hurts.

And you get up every single day and try your best to do it all over again. If you think about it, you are amazing, simply just by being you. At your worst, at your self-described worst you are still a bright light in the darkness. You always, always show up. I know this because I read about it every day in all of you. Bits and pieces and everywhere else. This is who you are.

And that makes you pretty damn cool.