Friday, September 17, 2010
The Game of Life
I was made to be a wife and a mom and I love every minute of it. From a young age, that has been my hearts desire and just like in the game, I have never yearned for more. I have an amazing husband who works hard to provide so that I can be home with my pink and blue pegs because his vision for the game of life is the same as mine. And, although it's a ton of work loading them in the car, and I didn't originally want a mini-van, I can't think of anything I'd rather do.
I have one dilemma...one of my pink pegs won't be coming along for the ride. I don't want to sound like a sore loser, but that's not the way the game is supposed to go. I want 2 pink & 2 blue. I don't want to leave a pink one at start. And even if I'm given another pink peg down the road, I will always know there is a pink one missing. There's no turning back - things will never be the same, I can't start over. I wouldn't want to, I just wish rolling the dice from here wasn't so scary.
Why is this game so hard?