As a single mother, I struggled to provide for my children.  I did without so that they could have what they needed and sometimes we all did not get what we needed.  This was written after several weeks of reflection.  My children are all grown and I still love them dearly.  I am proud of them one and all.

Children of single mothers must forgive the human flaws and weakness of the parent who loved them enough to accept poverty to be able to give them life.