Some days it would be so easy for me to give up and become one of them. To blame the world for all of my failures. To just give up and take the easy way out. I think I've done pretty well for myself so far. I graduated from high school. I've got my 2-year degree, with honors. I've held management positions. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, if I just took a break for a while.
On days that I feel like this, my daughter waddles up to me, and looks at me and reminds me that I have no reason to complain. I have no reason to give up. I've just got to push a little bit harder for a little while longer. She doesn't need words. She just looks at me with those imploring eyes. Eyes that speak louder than any word could ever manage.
Six more classes. That's what it all boils down to. Six more classes and then I can graduate and really start living. I can be that woman that I always envied. The beautiful, intelligent woman who successfully balances her career and her family.The beautiful intelligent woman who looks at other women like me today, and reminds us that we can overcome our current situation. That obstacles are always temporary.
So, I'll keep pushing a little harder for a litter while longer. Because one day, my daughter is going to need my gentle reassurance that no matter what the circumstances, she is capable. She'll need me to firmly and wisely tell her what Helen Keller once said. "Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved."
Despite having days like today, when the time comes for me to remind her, I'll be ready.