Those years were the hardest of my life.
I worked mornings at a grocery store and cleaned office buildings at night. Sometimes I would get home after midnight, only to wake up again at 5 a.m. to pack lunches and get the kids ready for school.
Money was always tight.
I learned how to fix a leaking sink with a YouTube video. I figured out how to stretch one chicken into three meals. I became an expert at finding clothes at thrift stores that still looked new.
I missed weddings.
Vacations.
Even my own doctor’s appointments.
But my kids never missed their school trips.
They always had birthday cakes.
And somehow, we always made it through.
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