I take great comfort and strength in the fact that I listened to, believed and supported my kids when they came to me for help.
So what that I burn their mac ‘n’ cheese sometimes or fall asleep while watching a video with them? Hopefully someday they won’t remember the tiny disappointments. Hopefully they will always remember that I sacrificed EVERYTHING for them. I did the right thing for them. That thought makes me stronger every day.
Aug 12, 05:49PM PDT | 1 cheer | 0 comments
keep telling me I’m such a strong person. But sometimes I don’t feel very strong. Tonight is one of those nights.
I’m weak. Feeling helpless. For months I was so focused on survival and now….it’s just long stretches of nothing. Loneliness. Maybe I need a change of scenery. I would so move in a heartbeat. But there’s the kidlets….and they’re happy and secure here. So do I do what’s best for them, even if it means sacrificing my well-being?
May 25, 07:54PM PDT | 8 cheers | 25 comments