Faded are my illusions of balance.
Not faded are the constant needs of my children.
Faded is the idea that happiness is consistent.
Not faded are the pains in my stomach from my children using me as a playground.
Faded is the concept of “me time”.
Not faded is the requirement to give: of myself, my time and my talents.
Faded are the memories of my son, Alexander.
Not faded are the faces of Bunny, Bee and Butterfly who are in my face all of the time.
Faded are my dreams of independence.
Not faded are my dreams of interdependence and growth.
Faded are the effects of Happy.Calm.Focused.
Not faded is my determination to get my podcast off the ground.