I feel like my whole life is standing on a bubble. From the surface, it appears to be safe and secure and a pretty view at times. Safe in the routine that is school, work, and love. Safe in the bare and limited exisitence that has become our daily life. Blinders put in place by choice for the pursuit of minimum happiness or by sheer exhaustion - either way the reality of it ... Is that we are doomed to fail in this simple quest of living. This bubble of our life is blowing around wildly in the wind. There is no safety net or safe harbor for us. There is only the lingering uncertainty of when the bubble will burst. And when that happens our lives will be over. This is not a cry for help .... This is only a realization of when that time comes .... We will have to live differently. If the grandparent who watches my little autism angel can no longer do so because if her aggressive behavior or because of health reasons .... Then I can no longer work ... If I can not work then I cannot afford rent, food, gas, clothes or the small amount of money for activities for my angel. I am a single parent doing this on my own .... That is what this post is about. I have to be strong and show no weakness ... I have no other options in this life but to provide for her
Posted on: Fri, 20 Sep 2013 21:52:01 +0000
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