somehow made it far a mother that never quite loved her enough a father just the same countless men that showed her she wasn't worth anything
She now has a degree and a daughter to whom she'd give the world still stressed but also blessed because of her little girl she can feed and clothe her make her smile and laugh
and she left behind the demons of her past
Blessings sometimes have the timing of a snail slow and inconvenient but their arrival is the water on a blazing hot day in the desert they happen when needed yet unexpected