It has done so for me in my dream of having a child of my own with a man I really love in a place I feel at home. Once told I would never have children I still kept a vigilant (though often silent) prayer of hope that just maybe they were wrong. With a missed pregnancy early in my marriage, again I found my faith falter but ultimately rebound, somewhere inside a voice comforted me with the thought that it would happen someday. Months and years have passed since then and while the idea of having my own child has never fully disappeared it was tucked away into the closet of "wishing for miracles" and in its place came work and life and growing a new business.
As it was often said to me, once I relaxed and stopped worrying about not having a child our miracle came, slipping in between the breath of sleeping and waking. Today, I stand on the threshold of parenthood more ready than ever to be a mother, a wife, a coach and mentor, and ultimately a witness to the new adventures this little life brings. To all of you still holding on to dreams that might come true, remember, time is the weapon of the universe and it knows exactly when the time is right.
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