I wonder
Sometimes I wonder if I will ever be able to disappear into the wallpaper again.
I often wonder if there will ever be a time that I don't look at my boys and think of how they have been cheated.
I wonder if there will be a time when the responsibilities of being a single parent won't at times be suddenly overwhelming and crushing.
Or if the memories of times past will not unexpectedly overwhelm me when entering a familiar space.
Or if the unconditional love that I feel from my boys when they wrap their arms around me when I cry or when they walk by me and stop to say, "You look beautiful mom" will last much longer.
Or if I will always feel that I am floating through life, waiting for it to blow me whichever way I'm supposed to go.
I often wonder if there will ever be a time that I don't look at my boys and think of how they have been cheated.
I wonder if there will be a time when the responsibilities of being a single parent won't at times be suddenly overwhelming and crushing.
Or if the memories of times past will not unexpectedly overwhelm me when entering a familiar space.
Or if the unconditional love that I feel from my boys when they wrap their arms around me when I cry or when they walk by me and stop to say, "You look beautiful mom" will last much longer.
Or if I will always feel that I am floating through life, waiting for it to blow me whichever way I'm supposed to go.
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