Precious Children.

Although my hubby and I are blessed with two lovely daughters, our goal was always to have three children. After the birth of our second, however, the damage to my body was so severe, that I couldn't have anymore. When he would bring up the subject, I would evade the issue, until one day, I just said,"No!" straight out.

Time has gone by, I am older, and I realize with regret that that time of my life has passed me by. I move along in life, progressing, and evolving into the woman I hope to become, with my children as only one aspect of my accomplishments.

In my full time job as a child care provider, I have the oppurtunity to work with several children on a daily basis, enjoying the experience for the most part. I feel that this career enables me to use my love for children, without putting myself through the traumatic ordeal of another horrific childbirth.

As my children grow older, I find I have time for myself. Time to work, time to write, and time to foster several close friendships with other women, which is something I had been missing in my life in the past.I hope to go back to college in September.

I am coming to terms with the fact that, although children are the most precious thing in life, there is still a life waiting for me seperate from them. I am begining a new journey, on my way to a place in my life that I can't wait to be.