Strength

A fellow heart mom posted this picture today on Facebook.

I absolutely love it.  People have asked me from time to time how I can be so strong when dealing with the things that we've dealt with for Mia.  The truth is, I don't realize that I'm being strong and I really don't have another choice.  I'm just doing what needs to be done.  I'm her mom.  I've also had people tell me that I'm an inspiration because of my strength and they don't know how I do it.  Well again, I do it because I'm her mom.  I would do the same for Izzy because I'm her mom.  I would do the same for Art because I'm his wife.  I would do the same for my parents because I'm their daughter.  I would do the same for my brothers because I'm their sister.  We give everything we have for the people we love the most.  I'm not doing anything special, I'm just living my life.  

After Mia's appointment the other day, I was feeling very down and lost.  My confusion turned into anger.  It's at those moments that I'm not strong, or at least I don't feel it.  I cry behind closed doors and I whine to Art (probably more often than I should).  While, on the outside, it may appear as though I'm strong every minute of every day, I'm not.  I definitely have my moments of weakness.  Friday was one of them.  Today is not a day of weakness, especially after I saw this picture.  Today I will show you all strength because I'm doing what I believe I do best, I'm being a mom, a heart mom.