Water follows the path of least resistance. Its inability to flow uphill does not mean that it is weak. A constant drip of water, drop after drop, is strong enough to bore a hole in the hardest stone.
Can we be a little more like water?
Can we flow through motherhood finding the path of least resistance?
How often do we make things harder for ourselves, trying (fruitlessly) to change directions?
How often do we feel like we need to make huge waves to make an impact?
Can we, drop by drop, day by day, persist through those tough moments and create the life we want?
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