Today is my birthday, yaaay me!!! Right?!? No! Instead I’m laying in bed with dried tears on my face from last night and a lingering headache. How can such a precious blessing make a person be filled with such nastiness? An innocent baby which was supposed to be created with love turn another so cold? I will never dread the day when this child asks “Was I ever wanted?” You know those questions come up because mostly everyone asks them. They want to know if their lives every was meant or had a purpose (from the beginning). On that day I will reassure my child and say “I always wanted you!” I hope he or she does not ask about the other parent, my husband. Right...let that sink in. The person that took vows and made promises. Ha! I have to pray daily to get me through each day knowing I’m doing this alone. This is what married but single means.

Sooo...happy birthday to me!