When Hope Grows Up: Hope In His PlanSample

The woman who did not try hard enough or long enough. The woman who gave up on her dream to be a mother. The childless woman. I suppose I may live the rest of my life proving these judgments wrong, but not to you or for you but for myself because they are not my truth. My hope, especially my hope for the future, has meant finding the peace and clarity within the lifelong losses of infertility and my work of being okay. I do not honor myself, especially my babies, by allowing my whole story to be my struggles and loss. I only honor myself and them by doing the work of forever healing. This is the work for all of us who have survived any struggle, trauma, loss, or tragedy in our lives. We choose to do the work. We choose how we are forever changed, and yet always healing. What I do with my life is my legacy on this earth. And the same is for you. Our legacy is left with every breath we take on this earth. By the love we share with others, how we walk with nature and the work we do, but most of all in the connections and relationships we have with others in our lives. Our legacy is how we love like Jesus. My legacy will not be in my own biological children or in how many books I sell or how many clients I see. My legacy is left in how my soul transforms your soul, in how my light shines into your light, and how my love influences even just a tiny bit of your own metamorphosis. All because of His love. My legacy is my choice. When hope grows up, we choose the legacy we leave.