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Another post that I am compelled to reply to. I stressed over what to write, what I wanted everyone to see... the rest will be in my journal.
If someone were to live a day in my shoes, with my thoughts, they would see that everything I do is for my family. I wake up early, and get myself ready before they are awake, so that I can be able to help them get ready for the day. I work so I can provide them the necessities of life and more. After work, I am all theirs again. Helping with homework, cooking/cleaning up dinner, playing with them until bedtime. Even at bedtime, I am still there for them. Helping them both feel comfortable enough to fall asleep without me in the room takes a lot of out of me, and then I am done for the day. Small amount of time for me before crashing for the night. I don't sleep through the night, for one reason or another, then it's morning time and time to start it all over again.
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"Toughness is in the soul and spirit, not in muscles." ~Alex Karras
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