What is it you are really mad about? Why don't you say how you really feel? I mean, I think you do but really not really. Right? I am as honest as I can be. I tell folks what I'm thinking pretty much all of the time. I use tact as much as possible, grant me that. I'm not horrible with the honesty to the point of it hurting feelings. Just say it. You are mad I have a life? I have a friend or two? I plan things, do things and am on the go a lot? We have little ones! We have family friends, close ones our age that we love seeing when we can. We are so busy that sometimes (and God forgive us) we want to just be alone and enjoy the quiet and be lazy. Gasp! I mean, we don't get to do that often but when we can, we take the opportunity.
I have things I love. Hobbies. Things that I gravitate to. If I had nothing to do, no young children, I would still have one thousand things to do and be loving every minute of it. But that phase of my life will come and I'm not wishing it were here I'm just saying, my life is full and I know it will always BE full. Wouldn't want it any other way. My husband will fill his time with things he loves and I will do the same.
I'm thinking this through but I will tell you I'm not a puppet. Don't even try it.
Now we'll talk.
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
No comments:
Post a Comment