This is my shout out to all you people who get up every day and go to work. Some of you take a bus or a train, or you carpool. Maybe you ride your bike or walk. But you get there, everyday, and make shit work. You rarely call in sick, you get along with your coworkers, you don’t cause drama, you go above and beyond to make sure the job gets done properly, day after day. I see you. Don’t think I don’t.
This is a shout out to all the working moms, making sacrifices to make sure your kids get to daycare or to school. The ones who wake up extra early to get themselves ready, and take the snow pants out of the dryer. The ones who tip toe around in the dark, sipping coffee before the chaos ensues. I see you dreading the phone call from the school; the one that means you have to choose between a sick child or getting paid. I see you rushing home to get through homework, and dinner, and bath time, and story time… all while the last fleeting moments of daylight disappear and you try to cram in an hour (20 minutes??) of “you” time. I see ya, Mamma.
This is a shout out to all those people barely making ends meet. The ones who have rent, or mortgage, electricity, water, heat, cell phones, internet, TV, insurance, car payments, gas, groceries etc to pay for. Then there’s daycare. Its not subsidized, and it adds up. And you do it on your own. I see you carefully counting your pennies to make sure everything is covered for the month. You sacrifice hair appointments, and nails. You forget about lashes and skin care. You don’t have gym memberships or fancy cars. You’re vanilla. Plain, but surviving. I see you. Don’t worry, I feel you.
This is a shout out to all those who had a hard life. The ones who went through trauma and made it out alive. The ones who, despite their dark past, push forward and make the best of it. The ones who said, “I’m better than that!” and truly mean it. Some days are hard, but you are harder. I see you contemplating giving in to addiction, letting the alcohol or drugs take the pain away. Instead you face it head on, and choose to live up to your potential. I see you, and I praise you.
This is a shout out to all of you. ALL of you. The average joe. The hard working. The making ends meet.
I see you.
Sometimes we get pushed to the back. We aren’t brilliant, insanely rich or successful. We also aren’t asking for help. Nor do we need help. Maybe some praise and a little recognition. Life rewards the ones at the top, and gently supports the ones at the bottom. But what about the middle? There are no hands clapping for us. There are no hands rubbing ours backs and holding us up.
The mediocre do favours for friends, and tedious jobs. We do housework, and run side businesses. We have hobbies and practice self care – though maybe these things get neglected. We are overworked and underpaid. We decline a night out friends in exchange for movies on the couch with the kids. We do honest, and slow and steady. We pay our dues and hold ourselves accountable. We know the difference between a hand out and a hand up.
We aren’t exceptional, but we’re hanging on. And maybe we’ll get closer to the top, but we sure as hell won’t drop to the bottom.
So this is my shout out to all of y’all.
I. See. You.