Being a widowed mom of a 4 year old and 1 year old is hard. It's hard going out and seeing people as families with thier children. It's hard hearing my 4 year old tall about missing his daddy. It's just hard. I never thought I would be a widow at the age of 23. I never thought I would be rasing our boys alone. I have no one to talk to. No one to just hang out with. It's hard and I'm tired. Tired of being alone, tired of parenting alone. It's just so so hard.

I just had to write this down and get it out of my system. I needed to vent. Thanks to anyone who reads.