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Some days a daughter just needs her mom.

When she has her own kids.

When she’s tired and overwhelmed.

When she starts questioning her instincts.

Some days a daughter just needs her mom.

When she needs to talk.

When she needs someone who knows will just understand.

When she knows she’s never bothering her by calling her.

Some days a daughter just needs her mom.

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When she needs someone to lift her up when she’s being the worst version of herself.

When she just needs some grace.

Some days a daughter just needs her mom.

When she needs some comfort.

She needs encouragement.

She needs to hear that someone else has gone through the same thing.

Some days a daughter just needs her mom.

When she needs help seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

When the days feel long.

When she needs a break.

A moment to catch her breath.

Some days a daughter just needs her mom.

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When she needs someone to celebrate with.

Laugh with.

Someone who will feel the excitement in her heart as much as she feels it in her own.

Someone who just understands why it means so much to her.

Some days a daughter just needs her mom.

You see, I think a daughter will just always need her mom.

Even when mothers aren’t here in presence, we carry their hearts around with us forever.

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All that they are, echoes throughout our spirit.

And we carry their heartbeat within us every day.

Mothers forever live in our hearts.

A mother’s comfort, warmth, love, grace . . . always live inside of our souls.

We are all just our mother’s daughters.

Originally published on Messy Footprints

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Kaleigh Christensen

Kaleigh is a stay at home mom, wife, and former Kindergarten teacher. In her spare time she loves to write about the things that matter. She shares real and honest vulnerability about the ups and downs of motherhood, marriage, infertility, miscarriage, and just plain life. She loves to inspire others to find the beauty mixed in with the mess of life. To read more of her writings, like her Facebook page, Messy Footprints, @MessyFootprints

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