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mama bird<br />

I speak out loud often, "be kind, be brave, be love..."<br />

My grandmother is one of the most<br />

beautiful women I have ever met, and<br />

in her 80's today, she is even still. I<br />

remember we would visit her and my<br />

PaPa every summer and she would have<br />

her hair done every week and lay on a<br />

silk pillow case so it would keep it's<br />

shape. Her red fingernails were always<br />

perfection too. She would let me lay in her<br />

with<br />

open hands<br />

lap as she would run her fingers through<br />

my hair. Growing up, she was never<br />

without her panty hose and rouge...and<br />

I remember her silk house slippers, so her<br />

hose wouldn't run. She was so graceful<br />

and soft spoken and always kind. She<br />

made the best layered chocolate cake I<br />

have ever had...to this day. So. many.<br />

layers. It was magic.<br />

by Krista Sartin<br />

@thedoorposts<br />

Founder of @kanthabae<br />

thedoorposts.co<br />

photos by Joy Prouty<br />

wildflowersphotos.com<br />

My mother is like her in a lot of ways. Her<br />

house is always in order and she rarely<br />

leaves the house without her makeup and<br />

hair fixed, but I finally got her to wear a<br />

pair of leggings and a top knot instead of<br />

being so "put together" to run up to the<br />

grocery store. My mother is a servant and<br />

loves people. I don't think she thinks of<br />

herself for even a minute. I remember she<br />

would read and read to us. I love to read because of her. She<br />

loved us with her whole self and still does.<br />

Now as a mom myself, I look back on my childhood perception<br />

of my mother and understand her so much better. I am not<br />

nearly as kind and patient as she is, but I'm learning. Being<br />

a mom has been an undoing for me. I remember when I held<br />

Lagen for the first time, such love overcame me, but such fear<br />

too. I had such a struggle with my identity as a woman, as a<br />

wife, and newly as a mother. I was afraid I couldn't measure<br />

up and that I would never be enough for him. Now with 5<br />

littles and nearly a decade later, my story is much the same,<br />

but fear is not my cage anymore.<br />

Living my life with open hands hasn't always been my<br />

mantra. In my motherhood journey, I have learned "the<br />

doorposts" of my life because I have been forced to look in<br />

a mirror every day. An unforgiving one. When my children<br />

start to have patterns and tendencies that reflect my<br />

weaknesses, that mirror is rather ugly. I speak out loud<br />

often, "be kind, be brave, be love...." for myself and for<br />

them! In my weakness and brokenness, I want my children<br />

to know the goal. "Open your hands," I tell them, "Don't be<br />

afraid." "Love God, love people."<br />

It is easy for me to be insecure, to set the bar too high for<br />

myself...To try to fit a mold of motherhood by a pretty picture<br />

on my instagram feed. But no, I was crafted and designed by<br />

an All Powerful Creator, beautifully fashioned in His image<br />

to be bold and brave and live an abundant and full life. But<br />

even more, I was made to be the mother each of my children<br />

need. This is me. And me is enough for them. I have a little<br />

vintage sign in the kids' bathroom that says, "There are but<br />

two lasting bequests we can give our children, the first is roots and the last<br />

is wings." I hope that when I give them wings, they look at the road ahead<br />

and say, "Look out 'cause here I come."<br />

It's not an easy road, but I wouldn't trade motherhood or the undoing that<br />

came with it, for anything. I am stronger, braver, kinder because of my<br />

babes. I know who I am and I am not afraid anymore of the thoughts of<br />

others. This is me, and I can be me...boldly.<br />

After a very stressful few weeks, I looked at Landon and said, "we're gonna<br />

be ok babes." He said, "ya know, I don't think so, I think we are just going<br />

to be." I understood him immediately. "Being" is enough. "Ok" is passing<br />

and usually doesn't last very long, but "being" present, kind, love, brave...<br />

no matter the circumstance...well, I can land there.<br />

I'm definitely not all put together and I don't sleep on a silk pillowcase or<br />

have a perfectly neat house, but my heritage of mothers have helped me<br />

become the woman I am today. They have walked my journey too and now<br />

I understand it. You are beautiful and you can be you boldly. Motherhood<br />

is an undoing, a beautiful journey of becoming, and you are worthy of it.<br />

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