Story of the Day
"I'm Okay"
The
house is a mess, the dishes are dirty.
I'm too old for
this stuff, I'm well over thirty!
The car is not
clean, my house is a wreck,
And I've already
spent next Friday's paycheck.
The
laundry needs washing, the kids are too rowdy,
And I never have
time for a leisurely "Howdy."
With all that I do,
it's never enough,
It's never quite
finished, it always looks rough.
I
looked in my mirror and what did I see?
A harried old
stranger, where I used to be.
The hurrier I go,
the behinder I get.
Today is tomorrow,
and I'm not caught up yet.
My
kids are growing at such a fast pace,
That I'm missing
their childhood for the sake of this race.
I work and I clean
and I cook, and I say
"Hit the
books, clean your room!" there's no time for play.
Well,
the Lord, for some reason, chose ME with the care
Of three of His
children, but I'm rarely there!
I've GOT to slow
down lest there's nothing to show
For my role as
their mom when they pack up and go!
I'm
only one person, but look through my door,
What appears to be
one, divides into more!
I'm a chauffeur, a
cook, a planter of trees,
A teacher, an
umpire, a mender of knees.
Sometimes,
I forget that deep down inside,
There's a lady with
feelings, and last night, she cried.
She gets tired and
lonely, feels taken for granted
She wants to see
blooms from the seeds that she's planted.
Then,
amidst all the turmoil in this mind-bending pace,
My little ones look
at me – square in the face...
And just when I
need it, they all in one day
Say, "Momma, I
love you" and then...I'm OKAY!