You are enough.
Maybe it takes an outsider looking in, to help you see all the invisible, unlabeled, indescribable weight you carry. Let me be that outsider. Let me validate what you feel by telling you that what you do and how you do it, why you do it.. IS enough. It’s more than enough. It’s everything. Because YOU just you, who you are and what you do and why you do it means EVERYTHING to them.
Mama. As I hold you. Hug you. Wipe your tears. Look. Just look and see. You ARE ENOUGH.