
I grew up in what was considered a small city. We took a view trips over the years and I learned I loved to travel quite quickly.
I was quite competitive and played sports with the best of them. Basketball, volleyball, soccer, and touch football.
We played all day long and ran thru the neighborhood. Spud, freeze tag, ghosts in the graveyard, and red rover.
Simon says, red light green light, kick the can, and follow the leader. As I grew older, I was on the Pom Squad because I liked to dance and knew I could never be a cheerleader.
When are teacher made us write a paper about where we thought we would be in the future. My thoughts went straight to choreographer, or fashion designer.
College was never really a thought in my mind. Except for my Senior year. Hanging out at the frat house on the weekends was always a good time.
Not long after I had my two kids, my journey took an unexpected turn. I found myself as a single mom.
With no child support and no other parent in the picture. I knew I had to go onto college to provide them with a better future.
I ended up graduating with an associate degree and found myself working for a decent company.
Others would tell me there was a bet to see how long I'd last. I guess those who had worked for my boss left the position fast.
I learned a lot about our corporation. Working in the Fleet Department always kept me on my feet.
But I should have known better. All that shop talk was not just empty chatter.
It came to the day where my life took a detour. A couple of different jobs, through a temp agency, would lead me to what I thought was a keeper.
I went back to school for my bachelor's degree as I worked at our nearest airport.
But my new supervisor knew I was a good worker and overworked me to the point of burnout.
During this time other issues in my life had taken a toll. Chronic pain and many other health issues can be so cruel.
So once again I found myself at a fork in the road. Trying to figure out how to keep my house or put it up to be sold.
So, I held on tight and continued to fight. To do my best to provide for our family. Some days all I could do was pretend I was happy.
I decided to go for my master's. One semester in and my next job came quick and ended even faster.
At this time, my health had become much worse. Although jobs became more difficult to find, due to my physical limitations, I was determined to be a part of the workforce.
So, I celebrated as things started to turn around for me. I finally was hired onto my dream job.
Never in my mind, would I have ever been aware. What a nightmare it would become just a few years from there.
Things were going great until I ended up with a new supervisor who seemed she just loved to hate.
How could this one person turn so many lives upside down and determine our fate.
So now my journey is headed towards a destination unknown. I fear I will never recover, as my days of growing are fading fast.
The person I was in the past was such a fighter. To take on life's worst moments time after time. To know I am not as sharp as I once was in my mind.
To feel hopeless, and sad as this situation has gone from good to bad. I find myself with a lot of time to reflect on my life.
Was I a good mother, or did my kids pay a price? To have to make the decision to try and do better. While missing out on times we could have had together.
So, I always tried to make the most of our times spent together. Letting them know I would always be there, by their sides, no matter what they may weather.
Now, I am taking this overdue much needed time to take care of my health. Instead of putting it on the back burner.
Even though, mental health can mess with your mind. I am finding out I can still be a good learner.
But with all of these other ailments I feel like my back is up against the wall. It is so hard to be proud of who you are and continue to stand tall.
When all your hard work, and integrity are put into question. I feel it may be my time to move on and quit stressing.
Afterall, it is not good for my health. However, spending time with my loved ones for years to come is better than a small amount of wealth.
I am going to focus on the rest of my journey, and vow to make it the best part of my life!
About the Creator
J.W. Baird
Who Am I?
I keep asking myself. I spent half of my life as a single mother. Pushing myself to be the strong independent individual that I have always been. My kids have grown and my life seems turned upside down.
I now search to find myself!




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