@grammyjean That doesn’t mean that you know what it’s like to be a single parent.
You don’t know what it’s like to look your 10 year old in the eye and tell him that he can’t play baseball this year because you have to work instead of driving him to practices and games.
You don’t know what it’s like to lay in bed at night alone, wondering how you’re going to afford to take a day off of work AND pay for your sick 2 year olds doctor appointment.
You don’t know what it’s like to starve while you watch your 5 year old eat a peanut butter sandwich with, with just a tiny bit of peanut butter and the heals of bread, while you eat nothing because the food is gone.
You don’t know what it’s like to put your child to bed, and sit on the couch alone and wonder if you’re doing well enough. If your child is happy enough.
You DON’T know what it’s like to be a single mom. You’ve seen it, sure. You can sympathize all you want, but you haven’t been there, and you don’t know.
Just like I’m not gonna sit here and say I know what it’s like to be a military wife. I’ve watched my sister deal with a deployed husband first hand. I’ve been there for her through it all, so I know what it’s like.
I don’t. I can sympathize, I know it’s hard, but I don’t know what it’s like to deal with every raw emotion there is about it.
