....then poor men would ride.
It doesn't really do any good to wish. Or to think about the "what ifs" and "if onlys". But sometimes you just can't help it. Call me spoiled--you won't be the first--but I want what I want when I want it. And if the truth were told, most people are probably that way. I know there's supposed to be opposition in all things. How can we appreciate the good without having some bad along the way? Don't we appreciate the sunshine more after a period of rain? If life was all rainbows and lollipops all the time, we wouldn't grow or learn or gain the experience we're here for.
Yep, my head knows all these things. But my heart strains against it. My heart doesn't want to stretch and grow. At least not this way.
So here's my wish list, for what it's worth:
I wish my daughter and her husband could have worked out their differences and stayed together. I wish my daughter didn't have to be an overwhelmed, tired single mother. I wish my grandchildren weren't going across the country to live--probably permanently. I wish my granddaughter wasn't going to have to attend her 5th school next fall when she starts 5th grade. I wish I could wave a magic wand and make everything better.
I hope I can remain a fixture in the lives of these grandchildren--even though I won't be seeing them nearly as often as in the past. I am so grateful for Skype--and will pay for it if it comes to that. I hope I can give this over to my Heavenly Father and trust that His will is being done. I hope I can learn what He wants me to learn by all this.