My oldest child is mad at me and my middle girl, can't understand me. The youngest of three just loves me. All their love is felt it is that I feel all I different ways. My youngest is my son and he always was understanding of the struggle that I was going through at that time. The next to understand was my middle girl. But, my oldest she felt and probably still feels the world owes her something. We did a hell of a good job raising our kids together. Even though we split our kids had both parents in their lives.
Neither he nor I could see our selves not in our children lives, when he worked I was at the games ans so on and so forth. Through life circumstances I was asking myself so real serious questions that only I could answer. You know those type of questions, the type that makes you realy search within one self for.
While on my journey to finding me I found the answers to some of my hard questions. What did I learn? Did it help me to grow as a person? Finding one self is a great and good process to go through in life. At least it was for me. Learning who I was and what I was made up of only help better myself in the end. It made me more valuable as a person and as a mother. Because it force them to grow up in atea that they nedded to. It made me look at my young adults kids in a totally different way. For the first time I began looking at them like " you can do this". Theses children were not given everything to them on a silver platter. They learn to work for the things in life that meant something important to them.
So in finding me I found peace of mind and less strees. The kids started growing up and taking care of their responsibilities in life . Even though I was not there all the time I never left their life.
Authoress Charlotte M Croom- Martin
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