I Am The Same But Different

My First Semester is complete

My Feet Hit the Ground Running from the Time

I get off work. 

I'm looking for my lifeline.

My inner drive

and yes

My willpower to thrive and survive in this crazy world.

*The best part of my day is waking up*

Being a mom 

and yes

Fussing over mundane things.

I explain to my kids that

In fact, I'm no nag.

I'm a prompter. 

This is my other second full-time job.

I take it seriously. 

U can't half Ass Parenting.

It's not my job to be their friends, or to be cool.

Someday they will understand.

Gweneth was right with her line in the taxi.

We are who we are. 

People don't change.

We're products of our Environment. 

The sooner my kids know this,

then the sooner my job here on this Earth will be done.

I will not linger on this Earth, disingenuine and 

Saddened. 

So while I am here, I hope to live a long life.

I hope to inspire those around me whom our family loves.

I hope to always do things for the greater good.

I hope to build people up and not to 

tear them down. 

I hope to keep learning, and being and breathing and thriving.

And when my mind slips away for a moment

when I think about the two story from time to time....

Who I was, the things I have said and done and places I have been

I will always know that this has become a part of me.

I'm the same but different.

Sobriety has changed me, and I have put old Demons to rest for a time.

They linger, true enough. 

I know they've never left. 

They hove around waiting for a slip and trying to change me back.

Just for today, I reject this darkness of my twisted bi-polar heart.

I miss my people. My past has divided me. 

I am the same but different.