This week Galit asked you to conjure something. An object, a person, a feeling, a color, a season- whatever you like.
But don’t tell us what it is, conjure it. In 100 words.
Time passes. Days… weeks… months.
The anticipation is almost over & excitement takes over . But other feelings sneak in… fear, happiness, anxiety, & pain.
It starts with a twinge, a trickle, a gush, or an appointment.
Pain. Pain like I’ve never known.
It’s excruciating & I feel like I’m being tore apart.
I want nothing more than to be done. I’m tired.
But the end is close as the pain increases.
Push, count, push, count.
Finally I hear a little cry.
Tear fall from my eyes as I cradle my baby close to me.