Ever wonder how people view your life? Or how they interpret it? It dawned on me while laying in the hospital after giving birth to Max, that I have a story. Everyone has a story. And people who dont know me, assume what my story is, as I am sure I do to others unconsciously. However, recently I've been really aware of not passing this judgement and trying to get to know people's stories.
I believe this was all triggered by the birth of Max. I want him to understand my story before he came into my life. I want him to understand and enjoy our story that we will write together. This is uber important to me. I can look back on my life and smile, laugh, frown, on my experiences, my story. I want Max to have the same experience.
Today, this is my story. I am a mom to Max. I am a single parent by choice. Not something that is as taboo as it once was generations ago, but still not the 'normal' family dynamic. I am proud of my decision, as I have been blessed with this awesome human being to share my life with.
*photo by Kelly
What is your story?
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