The Awakenings Of A Homemaker – The Finale Part

Homemaker

For years, I thought I was becoming

Becoming more efficient

Becoming more capable

Becoming more worthy

Every day felt like a test–

Did I do enough?

Did I give enough?

Did I become enough?

But today, as I stand still in the center of my home,

I finally see the truth:

I was never missing

I was always here

The meals, the mending, the countless invisible choices—

They were not proof of my worth

They were expressions of it

I am not just performing a role
I am embodying a dimension
A presence
A rhythm older than time

The power I carry is not loud
It is soft
It does not demand attention
It simply holds everything together

The love I pour into this house is not measured in hours
It is measured in eternity

I am not becoming
I am being

I am not small
I am vast

I am not scattered
I am whole

I am not unseen
I am infinite

This is my awakening as a homemaker
Not the discovery of something new
But the remembrance of something eternal

I am not missing
I was always here
Vast. Whole. Infinite

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until next time, keep smiling

much love … stay happy .. stay blessed .. always

SMITHA