Sunrise

A beautiful sunrise, right outside my front door on Thursday.

“Anyone can give up, it's the easiest thing in the world to do. But to hold it together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart, that's true strength.”

I've been thinking about my Mom alot lately. I haven't spoken to her in 2 and a half years and deep down I know that's the best choice for me and my family. However- there are days when I really miss her and what could have been. Being addicted to alcohol has placed her on a path of self destruction. Unfortunately in her wake are her children and all others who've tried to love her.

I could have taken that same path. I could have chosen to live my life looking down into an empty bottle. I don't know how I made it through all of those horrible years of abuse. People ask me all the time. "How did you turn out so normal?" Maybe it was something bigger than all of us watching over me. I still look back and wonder how I made it out. I'm glad I did.

I get to live life. I get to love these special boys and they love me back. I go to work enjoying what I do. I get to dream about a wonderful future with my husband. I can watch the sunset without damning the sunrise. I can reach for the brightest star and not be afraid of what will happen when I'm holding it.

Even if I don't speak to her, I can love her and pray for her and thank her for this wonderful life I'm so blessed to have.