Sometimes it takes everything I've got to pull myself up by the bootstraps and get through another day. As a single mom, (and I know there are many others out there who share these same emotions - even parents who have partners), sometimes I just don't know which way to turn. Just to have someone to have a shoulder to cry on, to have someone to rationalize the madness with, to have someone who listens to you and then you listen back.
Kids are tough. Teens are tougher. They are oh so demanding, never once thinking of anyone but themselves. But, I admit, I believe I was the same way during my teen years. It is so hard for me to remember just how horrible I was to my own mom and dad many a time, that it is easier to block it out.
All I can do at times like this is apologize to my own parents for putting them through hell and thank the Lord for saving me. His comfort and guidance never fail me. Thank you, Jesus, for getting me and the kids through another day.
Beautifully written. ❤️ Denise
I can’t count the number of days I was carried on someone else’s wings👼🧚🏽♂️🌈. Beth Smith