There are days I miss growing up in organized faith— the sense of community, shared values, purpose and belonging that it created for me. And every once in a while a guilt creeps in that my kids won’t have those experiences so easily manufactured for them.
Then I remember all the things all the rest of what they won’t experience. And how I’m not taking anything off the table — I’m just leaving doors open for THEM to walk through if/when they decide to. And I think it’s going to be okay ❤️
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