Most Days......

Most days I hold it all together.
Most days I make it through without a break down.
Most days I marvel over the new things my boys do.
Most days I manage to pretend it's someone else who's going through this.
Most days I'm not angry.

Some days I am so angry at everything and everyone.
Some days I can only focus on what I don't have instead of what I do.
Some days when my boys are doing something new, funny or crazy I'm resentful that their sister and brother won't ever get to do these things.
Some days it just all falls apart.

Some day it's been today.