Saturday, April 2, 2011
not bitter
i kiss my children's soft warm ears as they fall into sleep, snug with hot water bottles (i doubt they will give them up, even in summer), duvets and favourite blankets pulled up to their noses, and i bless the stars that i am here for the nightly ritual, on a friday evening, even though i am missing a night of dirty, wanton sex with my boyfriend, and undoubtably missing a lazy morning of wanton, dirty sex too.
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Envious of your acknowledged lot in life.
Then I noticed the tags and "envy" the hell out of that too.
Having neither I'd settle for the first. What pride you must have for them and they for you.
Q.
Its all about priorities
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