Sometimes my darling daughter I fear that in discovering you I am losing myself
As I make decisions my head never thought I’d make but which feel so right to my heart.
I revel in the closeness of our connection
Yet, at the same time, I wonder if I can weather the isolation,
bear the boredom of our predictable routines.
Do something weird, grow a beard.
Set a trap, that you can wrap.
Play some cards, that grow in yards.
Make a day, when everyone pays.
Find some jam, made out of a lamb.
I became an addict at age five. That was the first time I rode in my daddy's Corvette. I love cars. When I was 15, I could name any car on the road (still can).
About:
Julie Steed is the mother of two and the owner of a minivan. She enjoys writing about parenting, fitness and her adventures as a military spouse.
