"She surely hopes for beautiful things..."

from Mudpuppy on Indiebride's blog. It is so how I feel today. But not in a shiny-eyed, breathless way. Unless you count the tears and sobs as "shiny-eyed" and "breathless." I have not been able to contain this terrible yearning to do the right thing with my life and career. Motherhood is part of it. And human rights are part of it, and writing and creation are part of it. My husband is my best friend; he is part of *me*.

That is all I know.