Keeping It Real: There’s always so much to be done, it makes me feel stressed but I go on. I stop and think
about another lady who sits alone and bored saying there’s not much for her to
do. When she says I don’t know what to cook for dinner, I am sick of
chicken, pasta or rice but a homeless man rummages in a bin, thinking a
slice of bread would be nice. Or how a teenager's music is far too
loud, it’s almost driving you crazy, Yet others are strung out on
drugs, their minds all muddled and hazy. When we as women, sometimes think
our husbands are late home from work, I find this annoying each day when another woman's husband is looking for work; and its been a long time since
he had a pay. Just when you're thinking how others struggle in life, who
are you to complain? I have so much to be thankful for! T
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