Words That Opened My Eyes
The message was simple but powerful. Her classmates had missed her. They knew why she did not attend. They wanted her to know that being a mother was something to be proud of.
They acknowledged that raising children was not lesser work. They invited her to the next reunion and promised she would have a place among them.
As I read those words, something tightened in my chest.
I recognized the name mentioned in the note. Anna’s closest friend from high school, now a surgeon. Someone I had once used as an example of success, without realizing how that comparison might have felt.
