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Mother


Inspiration. 

The lady in red, all dressed to impress

she's going out tonight. 

3rd date, that's when you know you've made it. 

Leaving her 2 year old daughter with the nanny she goes and creates a human being on accident. 

Me. 

A waitress at a diner in California, not prepared for two daughters and no fathers.

All alone she was, figuring it all out on her own. 

Never missed a beat, every night shift, every doctors appointment, every recital.

Alone, completely alone. 

The lady in red never went out again, never missed a beat of our lives 

only missing beats of her own. 

Sacrifice, that is what is truly inspirational. 

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