A SINGLE MOTHER’S HEART

Some nights I sit quietly after my children have fallen asleep…

and I finally allow myself to feel everything I had to hide during the day.

Because being a single mother means the world sees your strength…

but almost never sees your tears.

People see a woman who is “handling it.”

A woman who is “managing.”

A woman who is “strong.”

But they do not see the silent prayers whispered in the dark when fear creeps into my heart.

They do not see the moments I stare at my children and promise myself that no matter how hard life becomes… I will not let the storm reach them.

I will stand in front of it.

Alone if I have to.

Some days I am tired in places no sleep can fix.

Tired from thinking.

Tired from worrying.

Tired from trying to be everything at once.

Mother.

Father.

Provider.

Protector.

Comforter.

Yet every morning I wake up, wipe my face, and try again… because little Flo & Blo eyes are watching me.

Little hearts depend on me.

And they deserve a mother who refuses to give up.

Sometimes I wish someone would hold my hand and say,

"You don’t have to carry the whole world by yourself anymore."

But until that day comes…

I will keep standing.

Because my children are my reason.

They are the reason I keep fighting even when life feels unfair.

The reason I keep believing even when my heart feels tired.

The reason I refuse to fall apart.

One day, they will grow up and understand something the world may never fully see.

That their mother…

Loved them so deeply

that she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders

and still found the strength to smile at them every day.

And if love alone could build a future…

My children will have the strongest one in the world. ????

Happy Mother's Day