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It’s hard being Queen. I used to think I knew everything. And then I turned 40 and since then have learned that I know lots of stuff but I don’t know much.
I love life. I love my children, even tho my 3 sons can be frustrating. (They are all grown and it seems they’ve forgotten everything I ever thought I taught them!)
I love my friends, too. I don’t now what I’d do without them and wish I could see them more often.
I used to love my job. Now I wish I HAD a job, one that actually paid cash money, instead of the commission I’ve been living on for 5 years that doesn’t even exist anymore.
I am weary because, every day I hear stories from people,; clients, friends, relatives, and I don’t know how to help. I hear of people losing their homes, thier jobs, their savings, and I’m afraid that things will get worse before they get better.
Every day I wake up, happy still, to just wake up. And I do my work-out, I feed my cat, I try to put a smile on my face and hope that today is the day my ex either leaves me alone for a change or moves far, far away. I hope today is the day I find a decent job. I hope to read my emails and not have one single sad request for cash.
And then I remember that at least I still hope. I have my two good legs, health and lots of love from all kinds of places and as long as I still have the will and the drive to hope, it’s ok. Complaining about it won’t change it. Hope may.


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