I’m both a Warrior and a Worrier
I’m fierce, powerful, sassy.
I’m bold, daring and somewhat courageous.
I wear my crown, along with my many hats, with pride.
I’m a woman, wife and mother.
Above all, I’m a warrior.
But I’m also scared and insecure sometimes.
My feelings get hurt more than it should at times.
I too bleed when I get cut.
I swear obscenities when I stub my toes.
Cry for everything and no reason at all.
For all my talk of bravery, I’m also a worrier.
But every morning I wake up and look myself in the mirror and say “Game on!” With every new day comes a new set of obstacles. Challenges that must be faced. But… I’ve got this. Because I’ve only got one life and since I’m not getting out of this alive, I will live it to the fullest. That’s usually right after I get over the fact that my alarm clock disturbed my sleep. AGAIN.
- This post was originally published as part of a Tandem Blog post on my old blog /https://survivingjonkersville.wordpress.com/