Some days I feel like a super hero.
I know I am a good mom and a good person.
Perfect I am not.
And I hate that word.
Nothing is perfect.
Life is messy. Life is trial and error.
Life can be calm. Hectic.
Every day I grow and learn.
But, some days I am completely on point.
I feel like nothing can stop me.
I feel empowered and strong.
I feel pretty and my self esteem seems settled at an acceptable point.
Then you have days when the whole world comes crashing down.
The evil that lurks in the shadows lashes out.
Looking for control, looking to strike you down.
You suffer. You can’t breathe. You struggle to get ahold.
Slipping and losing grip at the mercy of your destroyer.
I will not allow the forces to win.
I will battle for what is right no matter the consequences.
The consequences of watching myself temporarily weakened, broken down and feeling defeated.
But, I will still not let them win.
The things that keep me fighting are always in my heart and mind.
They are the images that let me know that it is okay not to be perfect, but to always be the best I can be.
At every moment, even when I feel like I am failing.
I am my best for them, even when I believe I am not enough.