For Christmas this year I would like a cape, long and flowing and made of satin. I also want to sport a fancy spandex outfit to match the cape, with tennies to make me run faster and jump higher. My favorite color is purple please. I want the awesome cape and spandex outfit 'cause I think I'm a superhero and I might as well look like one. Can you please put this on my suit?
Ok, so here is what I need my superhero suit to be able to do:
Clean my apartment in the blink of an eye.
Have the means to support me and the kids with all the money in the world, 'cause now I get to pay for insurance for all of us. All four of us.
Make two of me so that I can go on field trips with the kids while working at the same time.
Make three of me so that I can be running errands while being on field trips and working all at the same time.
How about one more, one of us needs to get a good night's sleep.
It needs to teach me how to cook.
It needs to make lunches and a good breakfast every morning.
It needs to replace the window of my car that got broken into. I could use a new windshield too, all the cracks are pretty hard to see through.
It needs to protect my little boy who is still having trouble sleeping at night.
It needs to fit under my uniform so that I can wear it to work - please put something in there for when my back hurts so much.
It would help if it could do laundry, especially in an instant when my girl decides she NEEDS a specific item of clothing, regardless of how many other clean ones are already hanging in the closet.
It needs to teleport me to work because my car is on its last leg and gas costs me too much.
I need my suit to keep me calm with the kids, especially when they bicker. And I could use some help finding energy to play more with them.
I would like my suit to make me look like a million bucks because for some reason, I grew up hating everything about myself.
I need it to finalize my divorce and get me even a tiny bit of child support.
I need it to keep my ex on the straight and narrow - he teeters a lot and the kids need him more than ever.
My suit needs to be super absorbent for when I cry so much my left nostril won't stop producing boogies.
I need it to be made out of super strong material so that when I fall down really hard I can get back up and keep going.
Most of all I need for it to give me peace inside, to appreciate all the people in my life who show me love and support like I've never seen it before.
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My dear Kim, boy life just's gets overwhelming at times. I used to think that it seemed like all I did was struggle. Nothing ever came easy. I have finally accepted life as it comes struggles and all. It 's tough I know but at some point things will get easier. It probably seems like forever. When one starts out anew as you have it is not easy. You are a very strong woman stronger than you think. You have put up with and dealt with a lot of tough things in the past so I am convinced you will get through this. You know, I was driving home from uptown the other day and as I was going down the hill which has a gradual slope I saw this man along side of the rode walking. He was pushing a bike with it seems like all the possesions he had in the world tide to it. I reflected a moment as over the past year its been tought finacially here with all the trips Gene and I had to make he to his sister in laws funeral in Texas then a trip to see his mom to help celebrate her 96 b-day. Me flying out to Johns funeral and the trip there in July which was planned the other ones not planned. The Social Security office saying I owed them almost 2,000 dollars from 2006 they said I had made to much. I was robbing peter to pay pall, I hate that. But when I saw this man with no home, no car, no job pushing everything he owned down a hill going God know's where it put things in perspective for me that day. I said oh my God, I have a new car, a warm home and a Job to go to and I thanked God that day. When you get old you just start to appreciate that you are still breathing. I am getting there. But I have never forgotton the time when I was young like you and struggling with an abusive husband and 5 kids trying to make ends meet. I feel your pain but it will all get better honest. Love and Prayers Carol
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