The hardest thing I ever have to do is separate myself from her chaos in her life
Allowing her the space to reflect on prioritizing her life
First by getting clean and sober
It will be a month before I pick up the phone
I love her to death
But cannot allow her to add anymore stress I have going on already
She will call every night to speak with her child
And that's it
She needs to concentrate on her and why her child is in my care
Never in a million years did I think it would take this long
I pray she does not spiral downward anymore than she already is
I kills to have to do this
But I cannot cry as much as I do in a day
I can't
Having to keep the faith
Having to be the foundation for this family
As my mother gave up a very long time ago
I have to let that go also
In my day I hope to smile and have a belly laugh
Laughing if it could just be bottled
Me