• A lifetime of becoming

      There are 23 years between these two—and a whole lifetime of becoming in between.

      Standing here with my oldest and my youngest sons, I feel the wild, beautiful symphony of my life all at once. My journey as a mother started when I was still figuring out who “I” was, learning through trial and error, doing my best with the tools I had. There were hard seasons, ruptures, regrets, and also so much laughter, forgiveness, and grace.

      By the time my youngest arrived, I’d walked through a lot of healing. I had different eyes, a softer heart, and a deeper understanding of presence. I often think of how each of my children has met a different version of me—and how, in their own ways, they’ve each called forth more of my true self.

      What amazes me is how love weaves it all together: the early years and the later years, the missteps and the miracles, the boy who first made me a mom and the one who came along decades later, both teaching me about resilience, humility, and joy. When I look at them, I feel my heart sing with purpose. Every hard choice, every tender repair, every brave step toward my calling has led to this moment of simple, radiant “togetherness”.

      If your path has felt anything but linear—if your family story is layered and complex—I hope this reminds you: it’s never too late for new music in the symphony of your life. Every season has its own note, and somehow, it all belongs.

      What “note” are you feeling in your life’s song right now—soft and gentle, bold and brassy, or something in between?

      Heart
      Victoria
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