This Easter Sunday was the first Easter Sunday we all went on as a family. It was stressful from the time we woke up. Breakfast is made, and clothes are thrown everywhere. Even during the car ride, Max has a fit, and Jos aggravates Max. What a disaster! Then we get to church. I say all of this to say there are always struggles, but most of the time, it is hard. I continue because if I give my kids anything, it will be Jesus. He will be here long after I’m not. He will be the one that can comfort them and answer all their questions and doubts that they have. So regardless of the hard, mommy will continue to take them.
I picked this picture because this is how my life is, for the most part. I have not really stopped for the past few weeks, I knew I was tired, but when you're going, going, going you don’t notice it. This morning I actually had the energy to wake up and do yoga, now I did about 7 minutes of yoga since Maliyah woke up, but in those first few minutes of just grounding myself, I was actually able to feel my true emotion and that is brokenness. The past five years have been tough, yes I have had good times, but I have had very sorrowful times as well. Divorce is never easy, even for the person that chooses divorce. Some people might think that it is a party over here, but it is not, I hate time sharing, I hate new people in my kid's lives, I hate all the emotions that I get from them on a daily basis. The sadness, of them, saying I don’t want to go to Dad’s and when they don’t get their way, I want to go to Dad’s. The knowing until they are 18 years old, they do not get to cho...