Words of Wisdom #Hope

How can I be so tired on Monday? I think Mondays is the worse day in my book – I hate them. I try every week to think that Monday represents a new beginning but is bloody hard. I think I miss my daughter the most on Monday’s.

For the past couple of months my daughter keeps mentioning her “sister”. One day she said to her daddy that the two of them should go o the kitchen and “make a sister” even. Other days she just talks like she is actually talking with a imaginary sister. She shows her the toys, her babies and she takes her for a walk. It doesn’t scare me at all she has an imaginary sister. It just hurts. It hurts we are not able to give her a sister. I’m not even sure why we can’t do it…
Tonight she passed the phone to her daddy on the assumption that her “sister” was on the phone. Daddy had to talk with the “sister” for a couple of minutes. How cute is that. I do hope that soon I will get pregnant and that my daughter will have a sibling soon. So as you might guess the Words of Wisdom for today are about HOPE.

by Emily Dickinson

“Hope” is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I’ve heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest sea,
Yet never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.


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