In my spare time (which is far and few) I like to write poetry, blog, and bake gourmet shortbread cookies. I am the single mother of a teen. I work full-time, and, when I’m not working, I have my son 100% of the time. I am a cancer survivor (12 yrs.), and I truly believe my son helped save my life.
Motherhood did not come with a manual. So, I have been guided by my spiritual beliefs, knowledgable friends and family, educated readings, and those good old internal instincts. The experience has been eventful, but I wouldn’t change a thing. I have grown and learned while trying to raise and teach my son. I have conquered much, but the challenges are never-ending. I have learned that the journey evolves, and we (my son and I) are evolving with each experience.
Poetry became a release for me at an early age, but at that time, I did not know that I would need it to free me and help me for the rest of my life. I am an emotional writer, which means things don’t just flow when I put my pen to paper. I keep many irons on the fire. So, when I stop to think about where I’m at and what’s going on, that’s when my words come to me. I wish I had more time to “stop and think”.
Creating ShortbreadSwee-T’s was a fluke, but it has become another important part of my life and an addition to my many blessings. Baking is another release for me, and it adds extra pleasure knowing that so many people enjoy what I do.
There are many single mothers doing exactly what I’m doing (the best I can do), but I think each person has their own take on it. As for me, I believe my age, personality, and upbringing play an important role in how I handle being a single mother. I’m a firm believer in mixing my experiences (as a child) with my observations (as a bystander) and my knowledge (as a reader) to be the best single mother I can be. Do I, sometimes, get it wrong? ABSOLUTELY! This blog is my way of expressing my emotions, desires, and thoughts on being a “single mother raising a boy”. It’s been hit, miss, and/or try again, but each time, I’m just trying to get it right.