I went to sleep suffering an anxiety attack that i was going to die in my sleep and that last post would be what i was remembered for. I love my husband, yah sure, but i would suffer more sorrow and sadness than i can even tremble to imagine if, god forbid, anything ever happened to any of my children. It fills me with so much sorrow and emptiness just to think about it.
I could not live through a tragedy like that. I am definitely not like Ayelet Waldman. I totally respect her and have enjoyed participating in discussions with her in a group we once belonged to together for children born in June 1997.
But, my love for my husband is different than my love for my children. My children are everything to me. Despite my rants and raves about their behavior and what not, they have changed and added so much to my life and afforded me the luxury of knowing what pure joy is.
That's that. Now, maybe, i can sleep.
Posted by Jess at 01:50 PM Permalink
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