Sometimes when I look at some old friends from highschool and I see how different their lives are from mine I wonder where I would be if I wasn't where I was. I see these people travelling willfully with little responsibility, I see them with a life filled with nights on the town, gatherings with friends and just a general sense of freedom. Sometimes I feel sad that I may never travel the world like some of my peers, or I may never resume to the girl who use to paint the town red on an every weekend basis but I also know I am blessed to hear the little pitter patter of foot prints around the house, to here little voices calling me "mommy", I have been blessed to be given the oppertunity to watch my precious bundles of joy and love grow into playful little people and eventually self suffient adults all from my teaching and guiding.
Some days I yearn for the freedom and lack of responsibility I once had but then I see these precious little beings that grew within my womb, that I birthed all on my own and that I have nurtured like perfect little flowers that thrive and grow and all that yearning slips away as quickly as our summer turns to fall.
I am blessed!
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