Ready? I wasn't but I think I can manage to form an answer to what it is that I want not only for myself but for Shorty.
|Think, think, think.|
The first words that she spoke were not ones that were readily recognizable as having meaning to us in a personal matter. The words came from a commercial. My first wants for her were to hear her say momma, as the years went on those goals changed and began to grow.
|over thinking it|
The answer to what I want changes daily except for Shorty. She is the reason that I get up even when I am so exhausted that I want to spend weeks sleeping. I want her to be self sufficient and self sustaining in this world without need to be dependent on others to meet her needs. I want Shorty to stand on her own and continue with her independence. Even the part where she speaks her mind.
What do I want for myself, besides growing older gracefully? Peace. Simply Peace.