� waist deep � 2003-01-12 � 3:47 a.m. �
Sometimes it's too much... sometimes it's not enough....
That transition between childhood and womanhood
The parts of life that define it... what choices I made... what choices I didn't have.
Looking in the past for shadows to learn from... and looking ahead tight-eyed for a light barely there.
With a certainty as definite as I was uncertain, I know somehow the path winds straight again... and in it the mounds and mudholes of new worlds... of campionship and motherhood. A road of new choices... new scales... new balance.
And I wonder how a girl like me ever got this far... how I find it in myself to keep wading.
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