The Power of Words

I am a lover of words. I'm especially drawn to words attractively printed on paper. I dream of one day having a space "just for me" and all my paper. In my dreams it looks a little something like this...

Because of my love for words I just had to share these with you in case you haven't heard/seen them yet. It was created by a woman named Katherine Center for the Mom 2.0 Summit (I'm not sure exactly what that is, but I found this so inspiring)...

and the words…

WHAT I WOULD TELL HER:

(If I knew what to say.)

You are a miracle.

And I have to love you this fiercely: So that you can feel it even after you leave for

school, or even while you are asleep, or even after your childhood becomes a

memory.

You’ll forget all this when you grow up. But it’s okay.

Being a mother means having your heart broken.

And it means loving and losing and falling apart and coming back together.

And it’s the best there is.

And also, sometimes, the worst.

Sometimes you won’t have anyone to talk to.

Sometimes you’ll wonder if you’ve forgotten who you are.

But you must remember this: What you’re doing matters.

And you have to be brave with your life so that others can be brave with theirs.

The truth is, being a woman is a gift. Tenderness is a gift. Intimacy is a gift. And

nurturing the good in this world is nothing short of a privilege.

That’s why I have to love you this way. So I can give what I have to you. So that you

can carry it in your body and pass it on.

I have watched you sleep. I’ve kissed you a million times. And I know something that

you don’t, yet: You are writing the story of your only life every single minute of every

day.

And my greatest hope for you, sweet child, is that I can teach you how to write a good

one.

Beautifully written words, did I mention I love words. They sum up so much of what I wish, hope and pray for my two sweet girls. I think I'll give them a couple of extra kisses today.