Being a single mom living with my parents is wearing on me. I know I will get used to it but I get lonely, especially when i am PMSing. (which duh, is normal anway) This is not how I dreamed it. i wanted to have a baby with a man who would love me until the end of time. i wanted to put the baby down at night and stay up watching movies and cuddling with my hubby. I miss sleeping with someone at night, i miss the warmth. I feel like the dating scene will be so much more…

...a poem to kick off my very first post. I think this blog will do wonders for my insanity. Being able to vent without paying a stranger one-hundred dollars makes me smile. I will just vent to one-hundred perfect strangers for FREE!

my journal is lined with pages of my past, my present, and hopes of my future.

everyday writing my story page by page, line by line

days go by, i go on living, weeks go by, i still keep breathing,

years go by my heart…