Get to not got to

I wish I could say

“Ask your Dad”

or “I’ve had enough – can you take care of this?”

or “That’s your department”.

All the tough moments, the juggling, the responsibility is mine.

I am a solo parent.

I’ve got to say I’ve got this.

I’m here.

I’ll sort this.

I’ll do it.

I’ll figure this out.

or Let’s ask for help.

I can do this.

I’ve got to do it.

I’ve got to.

Mick didn’t get to.

Others don’t get to.

But I do.

I get to.

I have two beautiful resilient children.

They are becoming more independent and empowered each day.

I get to be with them and support them. Argue, explore, laugh and cry with them.

It can be challenging, wonderful and an honour all at once.

I get to. Not I’ve got to.