As I laid in bed riddled with Pneumonia this weekend (a sadly uncommon side effect of Asthma), I had a serious meltdown. I relocated last year to St. Croix, and finding employment wasn't as easy as I had expected. So, after being unemployed for 4 months and without health insurance, I was offered an opportunity to work in my profession, in a managerial role, and the job came with Health Insurance. Only Caveat? The job was in St. Thomas. Of course I took it. Of course I was ok with being away from my son during the week. Of course it was an increase in pay. OF COURSE!!!! Now, lying in bed, sick, without any family around --- one starts to think differently. 

Why do we make the decisions we do? As Working Moms, why do we sometimes stretch ourselves so thin? Why do we always think we can do the impossible? Well, we do it for our kids. At least I do, for mine. If I hadn't taken this job, I would not have had an income to support my son's and mine basic needs (and a few little indulgences here and there); I wouldn't have health insurance and we all know the CATASTROPHIC results NOT having insurance can have in case of emergency; I wouldn't be able to expand professionally. The lists go on and on...I just wish we didn't have to sacrifice so much. My son is with my parents during the week and I pull weekend Duty. Don't get me wrong, I am so grateful to my parents for helping out. But, that doesn't make this easier. 

I know that kids are resilient, and honestly, my son doesn't even notice that I'm missing...he's to busy being spoiled by my parents. I just hope that he understands that I am doing this for him. For Us. That I work as hard as I do because I have a reason to...I know I'm not the first or last commuting single parent out here, although it sure feels like it sometimes. 

OK. Back to work.