I have a very beautiful life, but I would never wish solo parenting through grief and survival onto anyone. Never. Every second I am aware that Zane only has me. I can’t mess up and if I do, the consequences are bigger than if I had a partner with me to help soften the blow of co-parenting hard moments, finances, health decisions or even making dinner.
I don’t say this to garner pity. I say this because there’s women out there without any partner, raising a kid, making all the money, wiping the kid’s tears and helping them through things without anyone around to buffer is a mind-blowing experience. So, I see what I’m capable of and wish this level of resilience for you.