I guess I’m waiting for my life to begin, even though I’m probably in the middle of it already. I want s badly to get on track, the track I want for my life. A stable, nice job, that I love doing. A house I can call my own, my home. A family of my own, with the whole shebang – hubby, kids, dogs and cats. Maybe even a rabbit or a hamster. Being able to study and do what I really want to. Being able to express myself more, through my arts and crafts and pencil sketches.
I know that it all comes in time and that I have to be patient. And I am, more than I was before. It will come, I’m sure of it. And it will be spectacular, by any standards.
I am writing my story day by day. Taking it one day at a time and trying my very best to make the most of it. That’s all we can do, huh?
What are you waiting for? How are you writing your story?