verbosity....calling

you sit on the edge of the bed with your arms around me.....

I stand in front of you

torn

wanting to focus on the moment with you, so few and far between

so much contention between us lately

part of me wants to turn my attention to just past the window

the wind beckons me

what does it say

I close my eyes for a moment, feeling the breeze through the window

listening

I open them to see you watching me intently

trying to figure out what drew my attention

then it's gone

that moment, that feeling

that calling

Are they enough? Not yet...

I happened across a writing challenge, The 100 Word Challenge.  It caught my interest. I have neglected  my blog for far too long. So in the spirit of a challenge, here we go.

Enough

By definition, it means the quality or quantity to meet your needs or expectations. What about wants? By some standards, I have "enough" children. That would mean that I have the amount needed to meet my needs or expectations. Truth be told, I don't "need" children. I want them. As for expectations, I never "expected" to have children, much less nine of them with one on the way. I want them. So enough doesn't apply to me at this point in that respect. I don't have "enough" children because I never needed them or expected them. 

Until they got here.