Recalculating the Grays
At the same moment that I relished that feeling, I hated it. The second, I felt that I was doing exactly what I should have been doing, I wished I was on a different path. The confidence that I have found my true calling in life makes me curse the God’s that placed me here. I wonder in amazement that I am living a life of value and then I shudder with dread. In two seconds, I can be so sure, and then all at once wish more than anything else that I was lost in bland life of mediocrity. It’s my almost daily struggle as a birthmother.