To Be A Daughter

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I wish I had been someone’s daughter.  I hear a lot of women my age post things about how they miss their mom or how much their mom has meant to them.  I miss my mom but I miss the experience of having a mom most of all.  As I get older, I see and understand the relationship between a mom and daughter from the mom side and think.. wow that would have been wonderful to have that person in my experience also.  I wish I had had that opportunity to be a daughter to someone.

This not meant as a pity party or even a recruitment piece…it is just late night musings and this weekend makes it even more present in my mind.

Not sure why God decided that was not an experience for me to have… maybe my relationship with my husband is better than it would have been, maybe I lean on God more then I would have, maybe he needed me to be fiercely independent.

What ever the reason I trust his choice for my life.  But it would have been nice to have someone that claimed me as their own in the flesh all these years.  It is too late for it to happen now.  I am on the opposite side of that situation now.

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