It Starts Inside.

She sat down on her windowsill and looked up at the night sky. The stars shined. The moon was full and bright. She asked the planets to align, to show her a sign. She begged for guidance. Patience. Some kind …

How’d you do it mom?

Another day another dollar, oddly enough your bank accounts keep getting smaller.

Your dreams feel further. Your ambitions weaker.

So you have to work harder but your bills are getting larger, your kids are getting bigger, and life’s just not what you envisioned.

It’s so hard isn’t?