A mother had two daughters. The older daughter quickly found her purpose in life and filled it. She worked hard and lived a life full of integrity.
The younger daughter couldn’t find her purpose. She looked everywhere for it. Her mother tried to help her young daughter. The more the young daughter struggled, the more her mother tried to help. Eventually, the young daughter believed she was a disappointment to her mother, so she left.
To avoid feeling judgment from her mother, the young daughter began to lie. She’d tell her mother what she thought her mother wanted to hear. Part of it was shame. Part of it was fear. Part of it was she wished she was living the life she untruthfully portrayed.
Her pain was deep and intense. But she didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know how to fix it. She looked up to her older sister but felt envy. How was it that she knew her purpose early in life, and it seemed so easy to fill it? Why did it appear her mother was so proud of her sister, yet so disappointed in her? The shame and hurt were almost too much to bear.
The young daughter began to feel more and more depressed. It affected every aspect of her life. She wanted to be proud of who she was, but she wasn’t. She wanted to live a life of integrity, but she didn’t. She didn’t want to lie to her mother, but she did. Her life was spiraling out of control, and she knew it.
One day she began to think about her mother and sister. She knew they wanted more for her. She knew they loved her. More than anything, she wanted them to be proud of who she had become. But who had she become? She had so many talents, yet she used none of them. She had so much to offer the world, yet she buried her passions deep. Why? Her mother and sister had always encouraged her to use her gifts, yet they remained untouched, untapped, slowly disappearing.
She looked around at the life she had built for herself. There were parts of it she did love. But there were also parts she didn’t. What could she do? How could she be who she was meant to be and keep part of who she already was? She needed both to be happy.
As difficult as it was to admit, she knew what she needed to do. Before she could love anyone else, she had to love herself, and right now, she didn’t. She had to fix those parts of her life that weren’t true to herself. She needed the unconditional love of her mother, and she was finally ready for it. Her mother would know how to help. But would her mom take her back? Would her mom believe her? There was only one way to find out. Go home.
It was so hard to leave the life she had. It was the hardest thing she’d ever done. But, part of that pain let her know it was the right decision because sometimes doing the right thing hurts the most. When she arrived home, her mother cried tears of joy as they embraced. She asked her daughter no questions just simply said, “Welcome home.”
Her mother also promised they would find her purpose together. And once she found that purpose, her mother would eagerly help her move on to build her own life, one of integrity, honor, and honesty. A life where love and joy could easily find their way in, take root, and grow in abundance!
If I could give my daughter three things it would be, the confidence to know her self-worth, the strength to chase her dreams, and the ability to know how deeply she is loved. – Author Unknown