Once I was free
But I longed to be bound
By children
By a husband
By a "job that matters"
And my wish came true,
I have the children
I have the husband
I have a "job that matters"
Beyond that,
I have family and community
I have personal satisfaction
I have security
I have respect
But I'm still longing
And something is missing
How can you go looking
when you don't know what
you're looking for?
How did you get into my head, Sarah?
ReplyDeleteYour head is where my bad poetry resides? Who knew? ;-) Actually, I had the start of this just pop into my head this morning and the finish came right along once I started. I decided if I couldn't think in full sentences, to just write down the bits and pieces.
DeleteHere is my revelation, and probably the (partial) answer to the riddle: the "it" I'm longing for is within me and it's time to hop on the road to finding it. I'm working on a post for this weekend (I almost never write posts for later publishing but this time there is a date significance) and I think these thoughts are a result of that post.
I have had that feeling before - many years ago. Something was just missing. I knew it. But I didn't know what it was. Finally found it, and I felt so much more with purpose after that. Can't wait to read your post this weekend :)
ReplyDeleteLet me know if you find out!
ReplyDeleteGood luck with your search. I can relate to that feeling, though I have never tried to articulate it. Beautifully done!
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