AM JUST A WOMAN

These words echo in her mine,when she looks back thinking,have I become the woman I wanted do be,or is this what they call growing up and is this the end of my story. Tears start to form in her eyes.She asks her self, is life all about caring for others well abandoning yourself, this words come back to her,YES BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST WOMAN.She cries in her silence because she is afraid others will hear and ask why.She holds herself back. Sometimes she feels useless and worthless but when she sees her bundles of joy she smiles and comforts herself and say maybe it is worth it.But yet again thoughts cripple in and draw her back thinking maybe if I could turn back time, things would be different,but to no avail.That only happen in cartoons not real life.Sometimes she would feel like nothing happening at the moment is reality and she would wake-up and things will be different, only to find that is reality. Can I put up a good business she thinks,because that's her dream.No how can I, I need approval from my significant other,will he be for the idea,oh God what to do.AM JUST A WOMAN.

Among all her confusion she finds comfort from friends at work who have come up with the idea of meeting during public holidays to talk about life ,blessings, draw backs, ideas on how to empower one self coupled with self resilience. She has grown fond of telling herself u are not just a woman but a fighter and you are stronger than you think.She focuses on positives than negatives.Though at times she feels like their is no hope ,but she thinks it always get very dark before dawn.