Father, please not again, not now.
This rib that aches in my side, aches more than my side. It aches my entire existence. It threatens to turn my life upside-down again, and I cannot face it, I fear I will lose this battle this time around. My mind is not ready for it, my heart desires to love in life. I want to see my nieces and nephews grow. I want to have my own children. I want to get the dreams out of my head and into reality. I don’t want to cause any more angst, worry, grief or concern.
This break has been good, really good. I am thankful, but I would dearly love more, to dearly love more.
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