My therapist shared this with me, so now I am sharing it with all of you! The invisible labor is real ❤️
“What do you bring to the table?”
Nothing. I don’t bring anything to the table.
I make the appointments, do the laundry, remember the birthdays, and cheer from the sidelines.
I pray for the wins and hold space for the losses.
I make sure everyone is fed, loved, and okay, even when I’m running on empty.
I’m the alarm clock, the carpool driver, and the late-night talk when someone can’t sleep.
I’m the encourager, the safe place when my kids need to fall apart.
I protect, I nurture, I pray.
So no, I don’t bring anything to the table.
I AM the table. 🤍
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