Single Mom at War!

So I  celebrated my 42nd BIRTHDAY and this one was by far the most important one to Me. I thought that 40 was the greatest birthday. Because at 40 I found this new found freedom to live my life on my terms. To live on purpose and to make sure that everyday counted. Somehow that got lost after a couple of months. I went back to the things I knew the things that were comfortable but not necessarily good for me. Things with my son kicked in high gear and my focus was turned to fixing that. I tried to be the best Momma that I could and lost Kim in the process. I didn't know how to do both. Then it was like the harder I held on the more ground I lost. I was so depressed my health was in the trash and I was so unhappy. Then 41 came and I promised myself that I would do better be better put me 1st. Everyone kept telling me that if I took care of myself then the rest would fall into place. That made no sense to me how if I took the focus off of my drama in my life and my heart would it...

I was so very overwhelmed by the response from my last blog. It amazes me that people have taken the time to read my blog and for that I am very thankful. I just want someone who is going threw what I am going threw or have been threw to know that they are not alone. The worst feeling is your life falling apart and you feel alone. I have been in a room full of people and felt like I was on a island. And to hear people say I know what you are going threw and it will get better is what was needed at some of my darkest moments. I know fear and faith can not reside in the same space. But let's just tell the truth I have been so damn scared and felt that God didn't hear me or didn't care that fear is all I had to hold on. I have never lost someone like the lose of losing a dream. You know the dream we have for children what happens when that dreams fades and dies because they become independent people and have their own lives and goal and dreams and they no longer line up with...