I wish that there were more hours in the day. To accomplish all that I want to accomplish. (Work, exercise, clean, down time, read, write, did I mention clean?)
I wish that I would not feel the need to nag and nag and nag. To allow T the space in which to grow. (But at 18 he is released into society and I do not want to let out a caveman)
I wish that I was able to read each and every blog that I follow. To interact and connect with all those wonderful writers. (There are so many I feel I neglect)
I wish that I was able to carve out more space in my life. To allow others entry. (This though means letting them passed the facade I have created to protect myself.)
I wish that I was more confident. That I did not sometimes (always) undermine my worth.
I wish…..I wish…..I wish……
I wish that I would not feel guilty when I failed to accomplish all the above.
Because really I am doing the best that I can.