I’m struggling.

I’m struggling because I have two young girls.

I’m struggling because both of my girls have needs that require extra support.

I’m struggling because their needs are hard.

I’m struggling because the therapies are never ending.

I’m struggling because the days are long.

I’m struggling because nights are long too.

I’m struggling because no matter what I do, it never seems to be enough.

I’m struggling because their hurts need more than a bandaid.

I’m struggling because I’m their mom and I’m supposed to be able to make it all better but here we are…struggling,

I’m struggling but they need me.

They need me to advocate.

They need me to be their voice.

They need me to be strong.

They need me to fight.

I’m struggling but these girls need me and their love will keep me going.