I wish

I wish I was the mom to my daughter that I was to my other children. I would pray with them before every meal, read to them every night, bake with them, do the laundry throughout the week, vacuum daily and go to their school. I hate who I am now. I feel like a lifeless shell who struggles just to be present. Things are so different since I’ve gotten married. It truly is an adjustment. 

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