MASTERING MOTHERHOOD SINGLEHANDEDLY

As a single mother I was so focused on being strong that I forgotten how to be gentle. I knew that I needed to let go of the resentment and anger I held towards my exes because it would forever affect my sons’ future. It would affect how I treated them then eventually how they treat others. Plus holding on to anger and resentment is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.

Warning Comes Before Destruction

It was the tenth anniversary of my mother’s death and my weekend to myself, so I was free to do anything. I started the day like all the others since losing her, by remembering the good times. As the day went on, I had an overwhelming feeling to stay at home that night and just as I decided to stay home, I received my first call.

Mastering Motherhood Singlehandedly: Why Can’t I?

As a single mother of two boys I have grown accustomed to hearing “why can’t I”. No matter what it is, my youngest son wants to do anything his older brother does. Why can’t I ride my bike without training wheels? Why can’t I walk to school by myself? Why can’t I walk Coco? Normally I give him an explanation which usually satisfies his spirit until I was left speechless.

With Arms Wide Open

Have you ever been so mad with God that you refused to accept any guidance or warning that He gave you? I came to this point in my life where my fire for God was gone. I felt that I had suffered enough. No matter how much good I did I felt I still ended up suffering and I was done.

Blessed to Bless Others

The support that I experienced to comfort me during my grief now provides me with the ability to provide that same comfort to others. As a nurse I have been accused of causing harm amongst other things when death occurs, but I understand this is grief speaking. I find it amazing that everything that I learned during one of the darkest seasons in my life has placed me in a position to help so many others.

Broken To Wholeness

I tried to make things work with him for about two months, but deep down I despised him. I could not stand the site of his face, so I knew it was time to walk this journey alone. When I decided to let him know how I felt and that things were over. He spoke his first and only truth to me. He informed me that if I did not stay with him, he would not help with the baby. I did not care about any of that.

Wait on God

During this time, I was struggling with deciding if I should withdraw from pursuing a family nurse practitioner degree. The passion I once held towards medicine was no longer there. A misdiagnosis and a near death experience somehow shows you who God is, and it changed everything within me. It has been my way for years and I wanted to do what it was that He called me to do. Since the enemy kept trying to take me out, I knew it was major.

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