The dinner table is set. There’s candles, supper and a table set for 4 people. My mom beaming with pride from her work and you know what my sisters and I do…we laugh. My poor momma was just trying to set up a nice dinner. We didn’t have much of anything but the one thing I will forever be grateful for that woman is the love she gave me. The way she raised me. She did her best and I believe she did an amazing job.

I grew up with my mom, she had me at 18 years old. By 21 she was on her 3rd kid. Could you image? She was just a baby herself. Theres literally not a thing in this world that my momma wouldn’t do for me or my sisters. She is my rock.

Growing up my mom was a homemaker. Later in life she worked her tail off to support 3 girls on her own. I remember days where we had no food but mom somehow found a way to fed us. I am so proud of her for everything the has overcome in her life. I wish I could share more but it’s not my story to tell. Just know my mom is a total badass.

Mom followed my dad to the pits of hell. I mean literally. As most of you know my dad was an addict. He broke his back on a pipeline and became addicted to narcotics. From there is lead to an ugly drug addiction which ultimately cost him his life. My mom never gave up on my dad. Me on the other hand, I tolerate nothing these days.

I’m here for the fairytale. I’m currently dating someone and it’s in the honeymoon phase but I can tell you that this man would never so much as even raise his voice at me. He has accepted me as I am and knows I’m a work in progress. For him to come in my life when it’s in shambles gives me knight and shining armor vibes. He’s the whole package to me.

As I’ve mentioned previously my children live full time with their dad. Although I know it’s the best thing for them at this time, it kills my heart. I miss my babies. I miss the chaos of mornings with 3 kids and getting them to 3 locations for school. I miss the after school activities. I miss cooking supper, cleaning house, washing and folding their little clothes. Please as a parent don’t take these things for granted. They are a blessing.

When I’m feeling low I have a support system I turn to. I have also found myself praying more than ever. I used to have the most amazing relationship with Christ but through the last few years I’ve drifted away. I’m upset with him. He’s testing me, and I know he has big plans in store for me.

God is still writing my story and I’m here for it! I’m so thankful for the reassurance he has provided. I pray God continues to open doors in my life.