Choosing Peace After Growing Up in Chaos
I didn’t grow up in peace.
I grew up in survival mode — bouncing between grief, responsibility, and the kind of emotional tension that sticks to you like a second skin.
Peace wasn’t something I could feel.
It was something I imagined.
And when you grow up without it, you don’t magically know how to create it as an adult.
But I’m learning.
Slowly. Softly. Imperfectly.
This is the season of my life where I’m choosing peace on purpose.
✨ Breaking Cycles I Didn’t Ask For
When you lose both parents as a kid, stability disappears.
You’re raised by siblings who are still trying to raise themselves.
Everyone is hurting, but no one knows how to say it.
Arguments happen. Distance happens.
And you grow up thinking chaos is normal.
As a mom now, I realized:
I want something different for my kids.
Something calmer.
Something safer.
Something softer.
Something loving.
Not perfect — just peaceful.
✨ What Peace Looks Like in My House
Peace in my home doesn’t mean my kids don’t argue — trust me, they do.
They argue over snacks, over whose turn it is, over who sat where… the usual kid stuff.
No screaming, no fits — just that kid-style “I’m right and you’re wrong” pouting and petty arguing.
But even in those moments…
There’s love.
There’s structure.
There’s safety.
Peace in my house looks like:
• Soft mornings
• Boundaries without yelling
• Apologies when we’re wrong
• Space for feelings
• Conversations instead of shutdowns
• Teaching them what I had to teach myself
I’m not raising perfect kids — I’m raising aware ones.
✨ Peace for Myself, Too
This one is the hardest part.
Moms tend to create peace for everyone but themselves.
We pour, pour, pour, until we’re empty.
But I’m learning:
I deserve quiet.
I deserve rest.
I deserve boundaries.
I deserve healing.
I deserve softness too.
I’m building the peace I never got.
I’m learning to mother myself the way I mother my children.
And that’s a whole different kind of healing.
✨ Final Thought
The soft life isn’t about luxury — it’s about intention.
It’s about choosing to unlearn what hurt you.
It’s about choosing love over survival.
It’s about choosing calm over chaos.
It’s about choosing yourself, finally.
I didn’t grow up in peace.
But I’m raising peace.
I’m becoming peace.
I’m choosing peace.
One day at a time.
One choice at a time.
One cosmic shift at a time. ✨
