It has been a tough couple of weeks. I feel like I am trying to hold everything together, but the harder I try, the worse it all gets. It is like I am holding this ball of yarn, with the intentions of making a sweater. But as I try to begin to unwind it, the … Continue reading It’s a Sweater
Have you ever heard the song "Landslide" by Fleetwood Mac? In the live version, Stevie Nicks begins it by saying "this is for you daddy." However, I have read that the song is more about relationships and sacrifices. And as of late, I find myself listening to this song, and thinking about my own life. … Continue reading I’ve Been Afraid of Changing….
Mumbling fool you did it again, Waiting for the night to come to its end. You stomp and you stagger all through the hall, Loudly declaring you're ready to brawl. It's tired this way of drowning yourself. Tedious is the way you handle it now. Nobody minds if you miss a meal, Nobody cares how … Continue reading Nothing
March 15th has a sting to it. The kind like cold winter air hitting your warm face. A sting like a knife slowly pressed into your soul, never to be removed again. March 15th carries the weight of the world's saddest souls, and only casts shadows among the living on this day. March 15th is … Continue reading The Reality of March 15th
I didn't even get an invitation to my step-brother's wedding. I don't know why I was kept off of the guest list, and this has left me sad and confused. The more I think about it, the sadder I seem to get. My dad married his mom almost 20 years ago, and with that union came … Continue reading Heartbreaking Reality
I've opened up my eyes To all that's going on. Honestly I can't believe We held it together so long. Waiting for someone To make the first move. Headstrong like we both Have something to prove. But really we both will lose. The truth costs more Than we both realize. Admitting this really Comes as … Continue reading Open Eyes
I am tired. I am exhausted. My mother recently told me she doesn't understand why I am so tired, because I only work part time. Ouch. That stung a little. Maybe I'm so tired because I wake up at 5:30am everyday, get three kids and myself up and ready for the day. Take the three … Continue reading I’m Just a Part Timer