The holidays are coming . . .
Usually that’s enough to cause any stepmother to shudder. This year I decided to re-write a old poem and turn it into a modern-day wish. Something I could dust off each year to reveal the sentiment that lives in my heart but that gets beat down by the day-to-day stuff.
This poem goes out to every stepmother, no matter whether you’ve been naughty or nice, no matter what anyone thinks of you, no matter how hard a day you’ve had. Every one of us needs a dream, a little sliver of hope that things can change. Just a little.
This is for you.
Great poem, and just in time for the holidays! Thank you for writing it and sharing it.
Wonderful! Thank you, it was much needed this morning as I was already feeling a bit anxious this morning as to what this Thanksgiving day will bring. Just going to try to stay in the present and trying to remember that I can enjoy this day separate from anyone else’s problems, expectations, etc. Happy Thanksgiving to all and may we keep gratitude in the forefront of our minds, despite all the distractions of these holidays.
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