Before every session, I send my amazing clients a little questionnaire.  Because YOUR story matters.  You are not just a client.  You are an exquisite person with a story and it’s a gift that you’d entrust that to me.  So when I read Stephanie’s response…I cried.  And though I have a million reasons I love them, I felt like her words were just what someone might need to see today:

Luke is an angel. And it’s not because his behavior is perfect (because, well, he is three) but it’s because of his spirit, his curiosity and, for me, what he has done for me since he’s arrived in my life.
I don’t know if I told you I got pregnant the first time we tried. My pregnancy was perfect (except for my own neuroses) and Luke came into this world as the healthiest little 10 pound chunk. And I felt those ten pounds in my arms and realized that was how much my heart weighed. That my heart would no longer be in my body, it would forever be in my arms, wrapped in the body and spirit of this little boy. And it felt like an awesome responsibility. And it felt like ten tons of worry came down on me. And it’s taken me three years to shed that and start moving again.

But it’s because of Luke that I can move. I would have kept living my life as it was, being somewhat ok with a lot of things, and kind of meandering through. With Luke’s arrival, I felt the fire in my belly, in my heart and in my soul. I wasn’t going to let him see his mother live a meandering life. A life where somethings are ok, but nothing is good, serving or beautiful. I wanted him to see his mother live an intentional life, a life of purpose, and a life that was set up to shelter him and give him space to grow and be who he is – with no judgement.