Will my luck ever change?
I even hate using that sentence. Luck has nothing to do with it, but complete dedication and yes those unexpected moments that kick you in the shin hard enough to bring you to your knees and feel tears slip down your face.
For the past two years I have had been kicked hard and at times I have felt like I just want to hide away and never make attempt to try anything ever again. The present has it's own issues and that is where I am at, struggling to help my mom who has had some issues with her knee and then of course when it's one thing something else happens, but she's a tough woman. I hope she knows she can count on me. She's always there for me; when I made stupid choices in love and when I been broken by betrayal. It was mom who held me up. She's my rock.
As I took more responsibility these two weeks, I realize, I really do need to take care of me first. How am I to help everyone else if I can't do simple things for me?
My first two weeks haven't gone as plan, but I do have 6 weeks left. Time to find the inner she beast... I know I'm in there somewhere.
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