I wish I could write the most amazing blog post that would have people talking and sharing it and somehow land me a book deal. But even as I type this, I think of Pearl Jam's song Wishlist and for a moment I am sad as I remember that one time that I don't let myself think of anymore. Then I replay the song in my mind as I think of all the things I wish for. All the things I wish I had. And how I wish yesterday had gone differently and how I wish my kids behaved and that their father didn't yell and how I wish I had an answer for what was wrong with me. I wish I didn't want to write this to try to prove something.
But Eddie reminds me that I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me...
I am blessed - I truly am.
It's just hard to remember that sometimes.