Just Another Day, like Every Day
Doing my best to keep my head above water. I guess you can say that is my day to day battle. Sometimes I can be the most "together" kind of woman and other days, I want to scream, "No I don't have all the pieces to this puzzle called life figured out yet!" I guess you can say that each day has it's own challenges and to go at it alone with two small girls is just intimidating, and scary. My husband of five years is almost completely out of our lives, where his abuse will never touch us again and while this is a good thing that he will no longer be around us, it hurts to think that such a man could exist... that he could be so violent to his wife and then his own children... what happened to that special bond between father and daughter? Why was hurting us more important to him than loving us? So I stumble through each day, a single mom of two small girls, wondering if I have the strength to continue forward. Will my girls learn to be strong and independant? Will they respect me or harbour hatred against me for leaving "daddy"? Will they understand? I can only hope so...