APRIL 27TH

Sitting on a soft white plush topped Serta mattress, I contemplate if things will get better or worse before I lose it. I know life's hard but when will the hard times become the good times again? I sit in sadness and dismay thinking of how quick life can change. Looking back, as a child myself, I think of all the stupid things I did and how the fear of my parents knowing the things I did would get me in big trouble. Now I see as a parent how terrified the were knowing all the stupid things I was probably doing and not being able to help me. So I sit on my mattress sad and mortified of what the teenage years will bring to me once again. I'm not the same fearless, so called knowledgeable, invincible teenager I once was. I'm a mother of 4 beautiful, smart and extremely loved children. A mother like all good mothers wants the best for my children. Wants to let the reigns go a bit but not enough to allow any harm for my horse. I want to let them experience life in its goodness and not so much of its badness because like I said before, " I know life's hard but when will the hard times become the good times again?"

April 27th, 2013