Holding the Line

I would like to have spent the day in bed in the fetal position.

My struggles are many.  My worries are many.

But I am a mother and wife and daughter and sister.

Being a fetus is not in my future.

I have to hold the line.

My strength prevents further damage to my family.

I cannot let things fall apart.

Putting them back together is too difficult.

You understand this don’t you?

The plastered smile and postponed tears, the pumping heart the pushed down fear.

Be strong Another Mother.

Hold the line Another Mother.

WE CAN DO THIS!

Why?

Because love makes us crazy strong.

Ferocious and fearless.

Look out trouble!

Here comes Another Mother.

 

Love,

Flower