Some things in life are hard.
They’re supposed to be…
Parenting and friendship.
Neither have ever been a walk in the park or a 1970’s sitcom thank you very much.
Sometimes they need, need, need everything you are capable of,
You need each other.
You starve, shrivel, dry up without them. You suffocate with them.
You swear they’ll suck the very life right out of you.
They send you to hell and back.
Yet, they lift you up.
The struggle is the gift.
Some things in life are worthwhile.
They’re supposed to be.