Days of Being: December 2

She dreamed she was pregnant. This was the second time in two weeks that she had dreamed this dream. She didn’t want more children because she could barely handle the two she already had.

She did want more, though. She wanted more life.

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Days of Being is a micro-memoir and micro-story project exploring memories and moments from our ordinary days. Multiple years are represented within the project celebrating what Madeleine L’Engle once said: “I am still every age that I have been.” Today’s micro-memoir is from one of my December 2s.