The Single Mom Club

          As a young girl she dreamed of many things.  She would go outside, get a big bouquet of weeds and march down her pretend aisle.  As she marched she sang "dun, dun du-dun" it was hard work being the bride, florist and singer but her pretend weddings were so fun.  Even more fun than her pretend weddings was the daydreaming she would do of her real wedding day.  She would picture the most beautiful wedding dress, the tallest of cakes, she saw the harp and all of her friends and family gathered together laughing and dancing.  Everyone gathered together to watch her marry her prince charming. 


       Today has been a rough one.  Packing lunches, getting breakfast on the table, washing little faces and calming tantrums.  She makes it to work with not a minute to spare.  She sits at her desk and realizes once again she left her lunch at home and has a whopping $7 in her checking account until her next pay day. She can't help but think how different life is from many of her friends. 


     She is in the club that she never thought she would be in...

                                        The Single Mom Club.

     A club that is anything but a club.  It is a place that is often lonely and isolated.  It is very hard to relate to her married friends.  She goes home from an exhausting day at work and there is no one to help with kids homework, or supper or baths.  No one to help support her in discipline.  She is standing over the kitchen sink and zones out on her yester-years.  She sees her childhood self dreaming of her wedding and her perfect life.  She sees just how different life is; how much harder life is.  Sometimes it would be so nice to just talk to an adult or have someone volunteer to take care of bath and bedtime. 

     The way she planned out her life is completely different than the reality that she is living.  There are so many burdens but tonight as she stands in the doorway of her daughters room she is overwhelmed with her blessings.  She watches as her daughter sleeps, her little mouth wide open her chest softly rising and falling.  The blessings that these children have brought her far exceed her burdens.  Life is tough but tonight she is full to the brim with joy. 

     To mom's like me, the one's who are blessed to be married, may we all recognize the single mothers in our life.  May we love them hard and support them endlessly.  Remember them and help them.  Take them for coffee dates or take their kids for play dates.  Call them, text them and include them.  Remember that their club can be lonely and tough.  As their friend look for ways to lighten their load.  And always, always pray for your single mom friends!