Day 14. The prompt for today tells me to write a letter to a hero who has let me down. For the 2nd day in a row I have to say this just isn't me. I don't have that letter inside me. So, I'll share something real and personal again. I'm going to make it about: Something I thought was life-shattering which turned out to be terrific.
The first thing I can think of which had me scared to death, off track, and just plain old terrified is becoming pregnant with my second child when my first child was a mere year old. I wanted more children, yes. But in my head I had it all planned out, you see. Four children. As a child entered kindergarten I would get pregnant with the next. This way each child would have quality time with mommy, you see. And life said? BWAHAHAHAA!
This was not the way it was supposed to go. I was devastated. I've ruined both their lives! I've ruin my life! I've ruined everything. I have single-handedly thrown the earth off it's axis. (yeah, that was me - sorry) Now nothing good would ever happen to any of us. Then Allison was born, she was fine, Crystal was fine, I was fine.
As time passed I realized - everything is better than fine. It's kind of nice when they play together. Crystal doesn't need every second of my time when she has a sister. Oh my gosh I went and made my kid a friend! Who woulda thunk it? Certainly not me just a year earlier. Now they are in college and it makes me so happy when I see them go off to shopping together, or go out with friends together. I love it when they take time to enjoy each other. Even seeing them watching something together in the living room makes my heart squeak.
Also? World Crisis? Diverted.