Tuesday
Dec132005
self portrait challenge - reflective surface
sometimes our reflection in the mirror is the only palpable evidence of my being a mother. a momentary halt in a path worn through my life by too much precipitation and too many questions. like. I love both my children. some days my heart threatens to burst with all the love it contains. but lately I like one more than the other. and it ravages me. because it does not feel right. because I'm afraid. he finds out.
Reader Comments (13)
...i want to hear this in a song. pure poetry! i'm egging you on irene...i'm telling you...if you wrote a book i would want to read it cover to cover...you have such a beautiful way with words~and i completely identify with the way you feel too!!
(nice to know there are others like me out there)
I definitely LIKE one more than the others at times -- one is not terribly like-able very often...
I suppose we are terrible terrible mothers.
I am at least.
I have days where I "like" one better than the other. It's usually whoever is torturing/annoying me the least. ha!