Art of Survival, Part 2 by Monique Orgeron

If you don’t understand the instinct to merely survive, you will never understand me. I’ve done my penance and paid a heavy price for my choices. It was never for selfish reasons that I became the person I am today. No, I can be called many things but selfish will never be one of them. It was always for them. My children. No regrets and no do-overs. The grim reaper is knocking on my door. It’s my time. I was fine with it.

I knew this day would eventually come and I was ready. I was tired of living a life of battles in order to survive. Then I was forced to see how overwhelmingly beautiful life is and how tragically short my days could be.With limited time, I have to find a way to finish my job and get my sons ready for what is in store for them. They want me to fight and I will but in return, they too must fight. Am I ready for the battle of my life?Will they be ready?