It Not the End of My Life Walking Out the Door

It’s just for a few months, nothing more! It not the end of my life walking out the door. It’d hard being a mom when you are poor. Will he ever understand? I will send money when I can. We have the same eyes, little ears, and little hands. I never knew I could love like this. It’s killing me thinking of what I will miss. We didn’t have much time. Will he ever understand why? This is the happiest day of my life. This is the saddest day of my life. I never knew I could hurt and feel joy before. It’s just for a few months, nothing more! It not the end of my life walking out the door. It’d hard being a mom when you are poor. Just a few more seconds longer. I wish I could be stronger. I know he has to go. I know I’m just postponing what’s beyond my control. I love him more than he can possibly know. I would let him go. I would lie for him. I’d crawl for him. I would go to the ends of space and time for him. I would die for him. So when you tell him, Tell him that. Tell him all of that. It’s just for a few months, nothing more! It not the end of my life walking out the door. It’d hard being a mom when you are poor.