A (Grand)Mother's Life

I've reached my breaking point...again.

I desperately need to escape, if only for a few days.  But I know it can't happen.  There are messes to clean, meals to cook, laundry to wash, and children who need a little guidance and a lot of love and attention.

I'm tired.  I'm lonely.  I'm broke (financially).  I'm broken (emotionally). And I'm under more stress than I ever thought I could survive.

But I'll wake up tomorrow and take care of business as always.  Because somebody has to do it.