You can do it.
I know you're alone and the odds are stacked against you. I know that the baby inside you weighs on your mind as well as your feet. And the other three. All babies. And you-- only a baby when you began having them.
How can I let you feel your own strength? I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. The shiny, delightful smile. The sparkle that emerges on your skin when you learn something you didn't know before. Even just learning that you could learn was fascinating to you. What joy you bring to me.
You can do it. Let that man sleep on the couch. Figure that part out later. Go quiet into the day and apply to that college. Take a deep breath, lovely, and walk up the long sidewalk. They will accept you. You scream wonderful.
Don't quit when it gets hard. And it WILL get hard. The harder it gets the harder you fight. Don't stop fighting now. You've been waging a silent struggle since you were born. Let the struggle speak its voice. Holler back. You are a lioness.
And I promise, no matter where I am, or where I am teaching, I will help you. If you don't understand the syllabus? I will help you. If the paper confuses you? I will help you.
You will be the first in your family to graduate. You will move from that place and raise your babies near the sea. You will leave that man behind unless he is prepared to grow with you. Your life is waiting.
You can do it. I know you can. Know why? Because I did.