A little mom perspective 💜
At my daughter’s volleyball game the other day, I sat behind a group of moms who didn’t know me. While Victoria was out there playing, they whispered and criticized everything she did wrong. “With her height, she should be doing this or that.” “Why would the coach even leave her in?” They talked as if they knew her story.
I sat there fuming—my heart pounding between wanting to speak up and fighting back tears. In the end, I simply moved seats. I didn’t trust the words would come out the way I felt them. But later, I thought about what I wish I could have said:
• Do you know she’s only been playing for six months?
• Do you know she’s blind in one eye, with ZERO depth perception—yet still brave enough to step on that court?
• Do you know she once cried for days, afraid she’d never be good enough?
• Do you know she practiced 8 hours a week all summer just for the chance to make this team?
• Do you know she’s doing so incredibly amazing?
• And most importantly… do you know she’s my daughter?
What those moms didn’t realize is that their words don’t just fall on the player they’re tearing down—they echo in their own daughters’ ears, teaching them that it’s okay to judge and criticize other girls.
So here’s my friendly mom reminder: Before you speak, pause. Do you really know their story? Have you walked in their shoes?
Choose kindness.
Choose love.
And for the love of all that is good—don’t be so quick to open your mouth to tear down someone you know nothing about. 💜
Credit – Respective owner
