Car Doors

It looks like Autumn decided to show her pretty face.  The foliage, crisp morning air, white girls have seizures over pumpkin spice lattes, what more could the Midwest ask for. As I ride my bike through the Illinois streets, my biggest challenge is dodging the car doors.

This week I have been cursed with an illness.  I do not believe it is the germs of the seasons changing, but my actions of the recent past.  Although anyone around me doesn't realize the inner struggle, it is there, in the present.

I apologize.

Dodging car doors.  Being the best person I can be.  It is all that I want in life.  To help people, to be a great mother, to get up every morning smiling.  Is all I ever want.

Some times the demons get the best of us.  I will continue forward.  Jump over this hurdle.

I am a good person.  I am a great mom.

Dodge the car doors.