Going to work

Some days you just don't want to wake up.

Most days, even.

But you do, and you get up, and you go to work and you take in the day, and you do the best you can with what you are given, and what you can make of it.

And you come home, beat sometimes- bowed, but unbroken. You put on your best smile and you ask the kids how their day was. And you listen.

And you do whatever little things you can to put the smile back into their hearts, when their spirits are low. And, you find that this little bit is enough to put the smile back into your heart.

You love, you live. And you let yourself have a bit of a cry now and then (in between your rages at the world, ha!).

And you get by.

And you tell yourself its all for them- and maybe that's how you con yourself into keeping on, keeping on.

But the truth is, its for you - and them.

Its all about continuing to put a smile in their hearts, so they can smile at you, and put that smile back into yours.

And one day, maybe they'll understand the hardships. But somedays, you don't want them to. You just want them to be happy. And if they never see your pain- maybe its all for the better, right?