Brené Brown’s books are full of gold and I had fun finding this poem on one of her pages.
Be sure to read all the way to the end to read more redacted poems (aka blackout poetry) from some fellow mother writers.
Truth
We must sometimes stand alone
in the wilderness,
seek vulnerability—
an untamed place,
as sought after as it is feared—
to experience true belonging.
*This post is part of a blog hop with Exhale—an online community of women pursuing creativity alongside motherhood, led by the writing team behind Coffee + Crumbs. Click here to view the next post in the series "Redacted."
I love what you found, Ashley.
So good!!