An ode to motherhood,
of sorts.
I like what she said about being willing to fight Satan and ten men,
and having that never asked of you–
of having to fight the tiny, shitty, Sisyphean battles instead.
Which are so much harder.
Whenever I read posts like these,
I just want to reach through the interwebs and give the authors a huge hug,
and probably a very large margarita.
God bless and keep you and your daughter, Jennifer.
