I’ve been a mother since 16. Juggling school, a job – I worked at what was then calles Kentucky Fried Chicken on Myrtle Avenue in Brooklyn, and a baby didn’t necessarily make me superwoman though. I was just a kid trying to make it the best way I knew how.

Then came two more children. I finished college, bought a house, rose through the ranks in corporate America, from temp to Vice President – all as, a single mother. The hurdles I’ve jumped and the battles I fought are too numerous to name here.

I still never viewed myself as a superwoman. I was a young mom sacrificing whatever I needed to, for my kids – two of them are college students.

But lately (and this is partly a function of my kids being grown), I’ve been feeling like maybe I can take my cape off and lay it down sometimes. Also a function of having a go-to person who makes me feel safe and secure. A partner who erases all the lingering shadows of doubt.

Feels good to begin to (learn how to) relax.

Categories: Blogging, Personal Stories, Random Thoughts

Tags: Courtship, love, Parenting, Reflections, Relationships, Single Parents, Teen Pregnancy