They've always been there, these Oneday Children of ours. They've existed. They exist today. Real people I haven't had the chance to meet. But unless we fight for them their existance will cease. We're the only hope they have.
And so we will fight. We will fight, until the fighting seems futile.
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I'm a big fan of keeping on fighting. I'm hoping that the fighting bears fruit for you soon.
I'm not even sure there was another option but fight.
Thanks, Thalia.
Meg - there's always another option. You may not think it's an acceptable option, but knowing I had/have other choices keeps me going sometimes.
Bea
Oh - that wasn't meant to sound harsh, Meg! Sorry I just re-read it. Try not to emphasise the first "You". It's meant to be a rather non-specific pronoun referring to the person faced with the options at the time, not *you meg*.
Anyway, these are just different ways of thinking about things - some people get through things better if they tell themselves they "have to" do it. I find it better if I tell myself I don't.
In the end, we're all just trying to work out which way of thinking keeps us sane.
Bea
You are very right. When I want to quit I think about my someday children that are out there waiting.
Your past the half way mark. Wishing all the best for you!
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