At Least You Are…

I’m making it a point each night to go in and lay with my daughters before they go to sleep. With school starting tomorrow, out conversations leaned towards nerves and change.  I mentioned to Brittani that I’m nervous too…

“I start school tomorrow, too. In just a blink I started a new career, a new school and a new life as a single mother – I basically started all over” I said.

And Brittani replied with words that encouraged me more than anything she’s ever said… “at least you are, mom.”

and she’s right. At least I am.

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