Love letters to the unloved.

Moms are superhuman to me. Always have been, always will be. For that very reason, whenever I see a mama being hard on herself, my heart breaks and I jump into a "how many encouraging words can I fit into the time I can spend with this mama" kind of mode. It comes as no surprise, then, that my first love letter is to mamas. ALL mamas. If it touches you, please feel free to share with a mama friend who you love and want to uplift.  Here it is.  Dear new mama, I see you.   I see you trying to figure out this new role you have been given. I see you terrified out of your life looking at a tiny human that is now pretty much fully dependent on you to stay alive. I see you struggling to make even the slightest bit of sense of what has just happened to your body. I see you looking at yourself in the mirror and not recognizing the person looking back at you.   I see you trying to navigate this life, get to know the new you AND your baby. I see you ...

“Put into the world what without you may never exist” I heard this phrase while listening to Oprah Winfrey’s podcast with Lupita Nyong’o and it really struck a cord with me. It used to be that the more hatred, ignorance and discrimination I saw, the more furious I got. (Thus the countless angry rants that my FB wall was full of)  After a while even I myself got tired of the negativity and bitterness.  The state of our world still drives me absolute bonkers, do not get me wrong, but now I am a big believer of promoting the things I love instead of judging the things I hate. That is why it’s been on my heart for a long time to start a blog and name it “Love letters to the unloved”. Do I expect it to change the opinions of narrow-minded, judgmental people I used to get so mad at? Or may be change to policies in place that impede the peaceful, fear-free existence to those near to my heart whose rights have been overlooked for way too long? Of course not. My only hope is ...