It is true, I don’t have children. I sometimes wonder what it would have been like. I remember when I bought my house (it’s next to a school). I thought maybe one day I would have a child and I could stay home and walk them to school and pick them up. I could have warm cookies waiting from time to time. See their smiles light up their face as they wipe off their milk mustache.
I know its not all sunshine and cookies, but I imagine there must be some reward or why would so many of you decide to have children and more than one. 🙂
There is a sorrow inside me that won’t go away. It’s more of a dull ache that remains. Like when the cold weather brings on the tenderness of old joints, I too have seasons of my life where this pain is more prominent than usual.
Don’t weep for me. There is joy in my future when I will be reunited with my Rebekah Hope, of that I am sure.