Quarantine Journal - Free Writing
Heather encouraged me to write. I don't know what to do with it, so I guess I will leave it here. When you read this, please know that I am your mother. I love you, and I never have wanted to nor will I ever feel a need to run away from you. You are my everything, and what you are reading below is a stress purge. I love your father as well, and though things are stressful and tense, we will figure out a way to get back on the same side again soon, I hope. Love, Mom --- Run away. It's not the first time I've heard this voice today. I know it will not be the last. It seems to be increasing on a daily basis. Just run . The fight or flight instinct has been activated, only I'm tired of fighting and there is nowhere to run to. In one way or another, I suppose we spend our entire lives fighting. But this last year especially; it was the year of battles. Fight to stay alive. Fight to protect my family. When the plumbing broke, I was fighting to get us back in th...

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