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Square Peg

That’s me, the square peg who has tried for more than 50 years to fit in a round hole. I’ve never been able to make it work. And now living in a place forced upon me by financial poverty, I find it’s even more difficult to fit in.

I don’t think it’s impossible for me to have whittled and carved myself so I would fit into a round hole but in order to do that, I would have needed an idea of what I was supposed to be.  As I’ve said before I never really dreamed of being anything except a wife, mother, mother-in-law and eventually grandmother. 

It’s as though I’m lost in a great wide ocean just drifting about with no place to drop anchor. I can’t drift forever but I belong nowhere. There is no place for me to fit in or call home anymore.

Author:

I am always learning something new about life. My life is made richer by friends, family, travel, experiences and books.

2 thoughts on “Square Peg

  1. I’ve been there. Not in your same exact space, but the same emotionally. It’s hard living a place you’ve had to choose for financial reasons. Your willingness to express your feelings is so healthy, and I believe better things lie ahead for you.

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