Emotions

"I am the one who should die." A quote from a parent of a missing teenager still trapped in the Korean ferry brought tears to my eyes.  I have always maintained that the range of emotions was the biggest surprise that comes with being a mom.  It was almost like the amplifier was turned on and all of a sudden, happy moments become happier and sad moments become sadder.  And then there is so much fear.  I look at my child at night, and pray that nothing would happen to him.  Thoughts drift in, "what might I do without this little brat", and get banished ruthlessly - that is what the left brain does.

There is a saying "it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all."  I am not so sure - maybe I am just not a romantic.  Or maybe I am not strong enough.  Till death do us part - hopefully it will be mine.  After all, I choose a younger guy to be my hubby to work the statistics in my favor...