In my Next Life
And I was thinking that in my next life, I'll go conquer the world first. I'll finish school, go to some huge city, work my way up, and have some fabulous job. I'll wait to get married until I'm 30 and I'll date all sorts of men. I'll have crazy fun and then settle down.
I was really feeling sorry for myself when I walked upstairs to check on Abigail. She's been having horrible tummy pains and just crying and crying. She finally fell asleep in our bed, and I had to check on her to make sure she was breathing. I worry like that.
So I walked into the room and she was lying there on her back, the stream of light from the hall on her face. The brightness illuminated her features and she looked angelic. I touched her hand lightly and she remained completely relaxed. Her breathing was light and she stayed asleep. Angelic. Absolutely perfect. And she left me slightly teary-eyed.
I'm not looking for something better. I have it right here. My children are amazing, I'm smart enough to exist and thrive in everyday life, and my husband is actively searching for new jobs. Sure, my life isn't perfect, but what I've created makes me happy. And even more importantly, it fulfills me.
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