I asked myself, as I have for several months, what is my future? I found no answer. Then I remembered something I told someone. When I was in the ninth grade, I made my mind up about what I was going to do. Mom was standing the kitchen, when I told her I was going to enlist in the Navy after graduation. I promised her i would receive my high school diploma which I did. However, when I told her of my choice as freshman, she laughed. Sure enough, as a senior, I kept that idea. She helped me find a recruiter and so I enlisted in the Navy. The courage of my convictions has appeared to dwindled. The time has come for me to seek future and dwell no more in the past. It is me who must determine what the path before me is. Im afraid it will be without Dow. My wings have grown and yearn to spread while his has not. I have overcame his stroke and he has not. Whether my choice will be a good one is yet undetermined, but something lies out there for me and I wish to go get it or better be it. I love my husband, but he has became a strangling noose. Im still young with a disease that will eventually cripple me. I want to walk, run and live while I can. He wants what he isnt willing to strive for. And the differences is apparent. Today, I hold dear the moment I told my mom of my decision. More importantly, I hold dear to the day I actually did it. Think what you will of me..
Posted on: Sat, 22 Mar 2014 13:48:14 +0000
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