I’ve long had a conflicted relationship with mothering. Both as a child and as a mother of my own daughter. In this past year and a half, I’ve developed a new relationship with my mother, with the concept of mothering and with my bond with my daughter. This shift has come as a result of coming to truly know my own inherent lovability. That it always existed. I just had no idea how to touch it, how to feel it and how to rest and trust in it. I had a lot to unlearn to get here. But this homecoming is where I’ve always needed to be. 

I’m pretty sure that I’m not alone in all of this. I’ve shared other parts of this journey. And today, I’d like to share a letter I’ve written to my daughter, reflective of this newfound relationship. It is truly a love letter. Perhaps it will touch something in you, too...