Art of Survival: Part One

My life, like I said before, has been written through my sons’ lives.

But not all.

Once, there was a girl, who was left alone in this world to fight and defend herself.

She did exactly that and became,

Becoming someone, I wasn’t, was not easy.

It came with strings that strangled every part of my old self out.

The girl I once was would have to be destroyed and replaced with a woman who would rule.

A woman who was a fighter and a survivor.