Hope of a New Year

It's a brand new year, only a few hours old and I have hope that it will be better A clean slate, without any new problems so far, but old problems prevail My heart is still heavy with my son's mental health condition and his unwillingness to get help The heaviness of harsh words from family members who are sure I am handling the situation poorly Feeling lonely on this hard journey because I can't do anything to really help, yet I can't stand back and do nothing The feeling of powerlessness, because he is an adult and legally, I have no rights, yet he carries a piece of my heart That only a mother understands, that goes with a child when they are born and they carry that piece of their mother's heart their entire life.