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My vision blurs with tears, my heart feels it’ll burst out of my chest, & my head spins just enough to remind me how alive I am…
These are just some of the sensations I feel when I lay my eyes on the ones I love: My husband of now-three years, my three-month-old daughter, my 11-year-old son, & my 14-year-old son, in particular.
My mother’s death when I was a teenager, homelessness (not once, but twice!), sending each of my sons to live with his father, a miscarriage, coping with attempting to start a new relationship with my own father, a nasty feud with my sister (&, arguably, one of my best friends!): These were all things that filled me with such deep sadness that, at the time, it was hard to see the end of the dark tunnel I felt I was in…
My world is so incredibly different now than it was even just a few years ago… Some might call it luck of the draw, but I know better.
I am so incredibly blessed & it humbles me; I just want to soak it all in.
This post was written in participation of Six Sentence Stories. This week’s prompt was “draw.”