May

May you know you are beloved.
May you know your inherent worthiness.
May you have space to feel deeply – to grieve, scream, laugh, dance.
May you be fueled by sunshine and fresh air.
May you have a village of listening ears, victory cheers, and shoulders to cry on.
May you recognize the parts of life that bring you joy.
May you see the rainbow through the storm clouds.
May you be confident and strong, even when not loudly so.
May you see that your dreams are powerful and necessary and believe you are worth achieving them.
May you know that you are worth care, respect, and love – most especially from yourself.
May you take the hands extended toward you when you fall.
May you find the voice to cry for help when there are no hands extended.
May you be the first to be vulnerable.
May you gently hold the vulnerability entrusted to you.
May you bravely lift you head and tell the world to bring on another day.
May you be you – as you were made to be.

Published by kellymaureenlang

I’m Kelly, a mom of two little humans and two angel babies. I am a recovering perfectionist who is learning to be good enough instead. I put the mess in domestic and I rely on Amazon Prime and Target to pick up the slack. I’m married to my high school sweetheart and I praise God every day that we took the chance on each other at our senior year homecoming dance. I love hoppy beer and champagne (not together…), I have a fierce sweet tooth and I start every day with coffee. Most of all, I’m a lover of deep stories and vulnerability. I'm not afraid to talk about therapy, messes, grief, dreams and hopes.

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