I am living someone else's life, she thinks to herself. I am working towards someone else's goal, not mine. She is not happy, not fulfilled in anyway. She feels like a hamster on a wheel that is spinning at an ever increasing rate and yet she cannot get off. These are the thoughts that creep into her mind as she stares at the cars stuck in the rush hour traffic ahead of her.
I've only been at this single parenting thing for a few years, but I've learned some valuable lessons (both good and bad) about how relationships are different once you have a tiny person to consider. I've also observed my single mom friends navigating these waters over the years and heard the same few points arise again and again.