Amazing the power of a single mother.
When’s the last time you hear
of a mother walking out on her child?
I’m sure there are some who’ve done,
but not this one.
God knows, she tried.
She had faith when all others doubted.
She found new levels of tolerance
just to keep her life together.
But sometimes hard work and faith
is done in vain.
A life she’s wanted since youth
has now gone, and there’s no direction.
There’s only questions with no answers.
In all the chaos,
she finds the strength in many places,
she finds herself again,
she looks at her children,
and realizes life must go on.
She may not have the life she wants,
her dreams are nightmares sometimes.
Nothing makes sense
and she asks herself,
“Why do I deserve this?”
The pain started when she explained
to her kids that daddy isn’t coming home.
The worst is when she realizes
she’s sleeping alone at night
with nothing to hold on to or wake up with.
But she persevered not because
she believed he’ll come back to her.
She accepted life is better without him.
She persevered because she knows
life will get better.
It may take time with friends,
it may require a few tears to fall,
it may take a few screams in a pillow,
it may take a few drinks to numb the pain,
and it may mean a change of character.
Life is made of moments
good and bad.
Filled with passion and pain.
She’s suffered enough pain,
now is the time to find passion again.
The first step was the hardest,
and it’s the easiest thing to do.
It’s so helpful, that she wears it
as a reminder when the pain returns.
Just breathe, just breathe.