• littlebandit 5w


    My mom has a heart that sings country songs in the middle of a cold December. When the weight of her memories eat away at her and she begins to question her own self worth as if being selfless for her entire life isn't enough. As if raising three kids and providing for a broken husband wasn't enough.
    As if picking herself up after her mother died to clean out a house full of memories keeping nothin wasn't enough. She still preaches unconditional love. And she's enough
    She's always been enough