I can't do this . . .

How many times have you heard someone say, "I can't do this!" How many times have you heard about a situation that you thought, "I could never survive that happening to my family."

Daily I read Mamapundit's blog and read about her continuing journey to find justice for her son Henry who died of a drug overdose and a beating. I think. "Wow, how could I survive that?"

Daily I read Lori's blog over at Random Ramblings of a SAHM and read about dealing with the aftermath of her husband's suicide. A suicide he committed in front of her. How does one continue on after something like this?

I read so many Trauma Mama blogs that make me laugh, cry and hyperventilate daily. I can hardly imagine living in some of your shoes. You all have taught me so much. Whether you know it or not, you all have taught me that I can't do this alone. No one can. We need each other. We need support. We need to share our stories for those who are still coming.

When I take a step back I look and the things that I have been through, the trials we have already come through are all things I thought I could never handle. You do what you have to. You keep moving. You hang on by your nails and you fight. You fight for your family, for your child and for your sanity. You make it through because you have to. There is no going back, there is only forward.

Sometimes forward is hard and ugly and frightening, but it is the only way through. And perhaps you can breathe on the other side a bit better than you could before. You will make it. You have to. There is no other option. You do what you have to. You keep on plugging ahead, dragging your family with you because you have to.

Thanks for being here on my journey. Sometimes I am dragging, sometimes I am walking and sometimes we are flying. Each day is a brand new adventure. It may not always be fun, but it is mine.