My New Mantra

I have been a single mother now for nearly four years. In that four years I have worked as a waitress, cook, bartender, earned my associates, met incredibly famous people, traveled endlessly, moved to a city where my costs doubled, and raised an incredibly young man.

Throughout that four years I have worried every step of the way. I worried I would fail. I worried the money would not come in. I worried that I would let him down. I worried that I couldn’t handle the course load. I worried it would all fall apart.

I find myself worrying so often that I miss out on a good portion of my life. I am a single mother. There is no other option. I either make it or we don’t.

It’s scary.

I get scared.

I know that many things are out of my power. Yet, I try to control them.

I know that sometimes things just happen. Yet, I try to stop them.

My new mantra: I can only control myself, in this moment, right here.

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