I am a wife.  I have a husband.  I am not sure how we ended up where we are.  And I am even less sure where we are going.

I have dreamed of adventures with this man.  The man I married, that is.  I am not sure I want to adventure with the man he has become.  Does he want to adventure with the woman I have become?

I have three children.  They aren’t really mine, although I gave birth to them.  Everyday I am more aware that they belong to themselves.  My husband disagrees with me on this.  I don’t parent the way I was parented nor the way he was parented, he isn’t sure its working.

I feel, in my gut, the need to be more like a mentor than a mother.

And I want every minute of their lives to count.  Not to me, but to them.