Boy am I a sucker...

 I am lost sometimes in a sea of indecision. Toppling to and fro on waves of doubt and uncertainty. Every where I go there are always words of encouragement to just do what you love and follow your dreams…make it work…live for me. And there are parts of me that want to believe that anything is possible and I can be anything and it’s not too late. And then I get swallowed up by a tumbling surf of bills…reality…shitty diapers…doctor appointments and groceries. The swell engulfs me and snuffs out my light of hope. I feel defeated. The lump in my throat grows and the disparity of being a poor, single mom overwhelms me. Tears release. Then I pick myself up and light my little candle of hope again. Boy am I a sucker.