KENNEDY
I LAY in bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering why I couldn't seem to fall asleep. It was already past midnight, and I had to wake up early in the morning to get the kids ready for school. I had tried everything, from counting sheep to listening to calming music, but nothing seemed to work.
I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes, hoping that I could drift off to sleep. But as soon as I did, my mind started racing with thoughts of the past. Memories of my failed marriage and the struggle of being a single mom flooded my mind, making it impossible to shut off.
I turned to my side and faced the wall, trying to block out the noise inside my head. It was then I thought about checking on my children sleeping peacefully in the other room. They were my world, my reason for living, an
