Each day I wake up and get my morning coffee, read or study and take in some time with God.
Maybe, to others this is not much.
But for me, It’s my daily mantra to help me get ready for the day and connect with my lord.
Just asking questions, talking and spilling out my mistakes, hopes, fear, wants, needs and prayers. I can let go of those things that are deep within a woman’s soul.
Sometimes I look to others to lift me up when I don’t really realize, I forget. I have that power to lift myself up every day. I have more strength, more burdens, more struggles than most realize, but sometimes I focus on what I want to see, and what others see about me are the things I never notice about myself.
I’m not a chef, but I can cook.
I’m not a teacher, But I can help my son learn a new word.
I’m not super mom , But I can do school and take care of kids.
I’m not a therapist, But I can inspire people.
I’m not a care giver, But I can take care of my special needs child.
I’m no where close to perfect, But in my kids eyes I am.
I fell alone, but I’m not.
I have connections from doctors to therapists to family, to other moms struggling with the same things I go through each day and face. The moms who know what it’s like to have been there done that. Who have given in to just get a screaming child to be good for five more minutes. Those moms who have cleaned all day just to have a messy house by three. Those who have a child’s foot in their face every night because their five year old is scared to sleep in their own bed. Those that feel like they are failing in the eyes of their children. Who have the moments of losing it at the drugstore.
Those that are insane, lost, a puzzle piece missed, exhausted, stressed. Those moms don’t see in them what they are worth, just like I can’t see the strength I have each day to just get out of bed and face my inspirations. and I love my kids. Somedays it’s a struggle.
Given I am a single mommy doing the work of like 100 peaople wrapped into one……I am not alone. I have some of the best people in my life.
Believing in me is hard…..but knowing I have people beside me to pick me up when all else fails…..is worth it.
and most of all I have God to always hold me up in the times I forget to see my own strength.
I always loved the saying “God gives those special children to those that are the strongest.” and by those words I know I can handle anything. 🙂