Have you ever felt alone? Have you ever felt lost? Maybe so lost in you thoughts that you don’t know what is real and what is fake.
As I was growing up it was very difficult to be who I really was. My parents are very religious. Me on the other hand, not so much. So with that said I had always felt left out. People at the churches that we have went to have had there little groups. I was never first pick of anyone to hang out with.
I thought to myself yesterday, “where would I be without my son? Would I be doing my life so right without him?” Often times mother’s wonder how good they are. I on the other hand always think I am the worst. It’s only because of what my son’s dad and his family have put me through. I though realize I wouldn’t be who I am if he didn’t do some of the things he did. I wouldn’t be as over protective of my son.