I love my kids to death....there is nothing and no one I love more than i
love my children. And yet, I find myself jealous of my childless
friends, free-spirited women, travelers, citizens of the world. I find
myself miss my free, relaxed afternoons, actually mornings, afternoons
and evenings, when i could sit and enjoy my coffee, not worrying about
staying up late and being tired the next day (because i could sleep
later than 6...); going out for some "me time" without feeling I have
stop-watch behind me...I miss knowing i can go anywhere anytime I want
to, dream myself and live unknown dreams of my own, regardless to the
future of those who depend on me. I wouldn't turn the wheel back because
i wanted my children more than i wanted anything else before and since,
but still...
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