Building A Better Life

I feel trapped between two worlds, that of an adult and that of a child. I spend my days buried in books and notes and living the life of a college student and then at night I come home to play the role of wife and mother and worry about how the bills will be paid. I feel I’m forever between these two parallel worlds, floating in limbo, unable to ever put my feet on solid ground.

Sometimes I wish I could just walk away from it all; grab my keys, jump behind the wheel of my car and just start driving - not to go anywhere, just to get away. I’d like to just to find an open road and drive until the aching that gnaws at my heart fades. Even that is an impossibility. Gas prices are skyrocketing and my car is breathing its last breath. 

I know things will get better. We started over with nothing and at least now we have a little of the simple things that I used to take for granted. We’re on the right track, building a better life, but when do we stop building a life and start living it?