Sometimes I really wish I had been born in another era...
Now I know that life was harder and mortality was shorter. But, I can't help but feel sometimes that I am in the wrong time frame. I have domestic skills taught to me by my parents that would go to much better use in a time gone by.
I can imagine my days starting with farm chores and making a hearty breakfast for my husband. We would go back to chores and daily tasks of washing, ironing, cleaning and such... I would make a lunch for our family and those helping... The evenings would be spent knitting, sewing and the like.
I'm sure that our IF would be harder too... So little was known about all of that...I would just be at church each week praying to God for a child...all the while thinking that I had done something to deserve this... All the while the town's folk talking behind our backs...saying it's such a shame...and then having unfortunate orphans given to us because we have the room...
Here in the present some may say it's a shame, no orphans have made it our doorstep and here we are 4 year into our loving marriage still praying to God for a child, Hope and Answers...
Now in these 4 years I have had some answers and still have Hope, but some days I still wonder are my hope futile? Are my dreams too big? Is the answer NO and am I just not hearing it...
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