I am so happy to welcome Leighann (aka Multitasking Mumma) to my blog today. I asked her if she would guest post for me, and she sent me this beautiful post. I wish I had written it myself.
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Warm, welcoming sun sent dust dancing in its rays each morning and from my spot on the couch I yearned to dance with it.
But I couldn’t let the light in.
The pull of sadness, loneliness, and depression kept me in the shadows.
Sultry breezes called to me from the darkness, pulling at my arms and wrapping around my face.
But I couldn’t let the light in.
I was trapped inside the darkness, struggling to find the light I could see, the warmth I could feel, the freedom I remembered.
But I couldn’t let the light in.
I was weak; exhaustion and the fear of admitting failure held me hostage.
I ached to let the light in.
If I reached out my arm and allowed the kindness, love, and understanding from friends and family wash over me what might happen?
If I admitted that I needed help, that I couldn’t do this alone, that I am not perfect, then what?
If I opened my arms and let the light in, accepting my struggle, my challenges, and my climb would it get harder?
Yes.
But it will get better.
If you let the light in.
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Thank you so much, Leighann. You are one of the bright lights in my life. xo
