Recently I cried. Not the big, scrunched up face and eyes, deep sobbing kind of cry…just a gentle tear or two rolling down my cheeks. It still messes up the mascara and such but I wanted you to be the first to know that whilst it was still a heartfelt cry, it wasn’t the kind that spiralled out of control, till you can’t breathe sort of cry.
We were chatting on the phone, Louisa and me, general girl stuff about life and love and joy and kids and relationships. And she began to talk about how for much of her life she’d struggled with her weight…you’d never know to look at her; how hard it had been for her to socialize because of her discomfort with strangers and however hard she tried she didn’t believe she was the best mother in the world.
Really? Anyhoo, she judged and found herself wanting.
I was amazed. This girl is beautiful, witty, charming and probably the best mother I’ve ever seen…present company included and I think I’m pretty good.
She’s generous of spirit and heart, the epitome of kindness, and yet here she was filled with fear, doubt and insecurity.
It wasn’t this that made me cry.
Louisa told me that recently she came across three little words that took her breath away, that stopped her in her tracks and led her to begin to revalue herself.
What were those three little words?
YOU ARE ENOUGH.
They spoke to her…they nudged and encouraged her to be kinder, to herself. She began to take the time to meditate, just five or ten minutes a day. She began to imagine herself being the woman everyone else could see. She gave herself permission to pay attention to her needs.
These simple little words had a huge impact on Louisa, creating a space for her to begin to see the beautiful being that she was.
Her transformation had begun. That’s what made me cry.
Don’t let anyone, least of all you, tell you that you’re less than a beautiful miracle of life.
Which reminds me of a wonderful song I once heard that I share below…it makes me cry too.
Encourage one another.