Who are you imagining? After a timeout…“Mom, do you
still love me?”
↓“I love you now.
I’ve always
loved you.”
“Before you were born,
you were already
loved by God.”
“You never have
to earn that love.”
At school,
she knows
she belongs.
Imagine one day
she’s sixteen.
At the party,
she can say no.
Imagine one day
she’s twenty-six.
She didn’t get the job.
She’s still loved.
Her daughter asks…“Mommy, do you
still love me?”
“I’ll tell you what
my mom told me…”
