Wednesday, 11 June 2014


I often wonder, not always consciously, but I wonder...

I wonder how my husband can find me attractive, or put up with my moods, my impatience, my negativity.

I wonder if my children will grow to be stronger beings than I ever was, or if they will inherit my insecurities.

I wonder if I will ever feel like a 'good enough' wife, mother, and general human being.

I wonder if I'll ever write a book, or make a quilt, or create a garden I can sit in, satisfied.

I wonder if I'll ever experience pregnancy and the care of a new-born again.

I wonder what paths my children will take.

I wonder, and live, and wonder.

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