I AM, M.I.A.

I AM, no longer missing anyone.

I AM, not hiding.

I AM, missing the point of it all?

I AM, missing.

I AM, not a father.

I AM, their mother.

I AM, their hope.

I AM, what will make their dreams come true.

I AM, the one who tells them their father is not an awful peson, just not a good dad.

I AM, what will make their dreams come true.

I AM, a spirit.

I AM, not seen.

I AM, not heard.

I AM, not remembered.

I AM, so important to only me.

I AM, a machine.

I AM, what needs to get done.

I AM, in need of batteries.

I AM, on at all times.

I AM, not taking care of myself.

I AM, in control.

I AM, breathing.

I AM, wishing I could go for a walk...

I AM, fixing.

I AM, taking my vitamins...

I AM, mailing.

I AM, a Wednesday.

I AM, waiting for the next day too often.

I AM, rushing the next week, yet not wanting the kids to grow up too fast.

I AM, turning the page before it's read.

I AM, sitting at my computer on a Tuesday, wishing it was the end of Wednesday...

I AM, the driver.

I AM, driving with my son, who is now old enough (heavy enough) to sit in the passenger's seat.

I AM, now more cautious than ever.

I AM, driving him.

I AM, enjoying his happiness. He is happy and safe with me.