Mothers Day

There is a side of me that wishes to retiree.  To not stress or strive to be successful. There is that part of me weeping.   Then sweeping.  I am tired happy yet not fulfilled as of yet. What I see are impossibilities.yet probabilities for the future.  I see my boss struggling with little help and a team that dwell on the negation not trying to build positive. I hear. I want out if here because the job is difficult with obstacles of craft lines used over and over again.  Why us why not us. It's not fair. It's easier the other way I have tooich this or tooich that. But they don't want to. But we don't want to. That is it. Thd ofgice us not to chit chat but to eork.