I know you.  I feel you.  I can read your mind.  I am you.  A Single Mom.

It was eleven years ago when I made a beautiful mess in my life.  I got pregnant out of wedlock and was forced to be married to a person I didn’t see my entire future with and whom I knew I had a lot of differences wtih.  But we still got hitched anyway, because the family cared too much about what other people may say.  But we learned our lessons well, right after that mistake.  I remember very well saying, “I don’t want to get married.”  My voice and feelings were less important than the situation we were in. 

We tried a year, but separated soon after desperately trying.  I felt alone, but relieved.  I felt scared, but ready to face the consequences.  I was easily judged, called names, and even taken advantage of by some people.  I had a lot of insecurities.  I struggled financially.  I raised my child solo.