I am unfixable, beautifully broken, perfectly imperfect, beautiful in my flaws. I am a beautiful disaster.
I overreact, underestimate and overestimate. I over think everything. I'm sometimes hard to handle and out of control.
I don't expect anyone to understand me when I don't even understand myself.
Behind my eyes is a story you will never understand. So don't judge until you have walked a mile in my shoes and know what it feels like to be me.
Fairytales have been lying to us for years. There is no fairy godmother, no white horse, no happily ever after & no damn prince.
I love to watch the sunset, walk on the beach & feel the sand between my toes. Thunderstorms & lightning amaze me.
Being a mother is learning about strengths you didn't know you had & dealing with fears you didn't know existed.
My children are the reason I wake up each morning, the reason I want to breath, the reason my hair is falling out, my house is a mess & I'm crazy.
Expecting is my favorite crime and disappointment is my punishment.