Thursday, December 22, 2011

The veleveteen woman

I have told my husband often over the years that he makes me real.

Much of my life I have felt like I would blow away, that my grasp of what it takes to exist, much less succeed was too shaky, too limited.

I wake up every day with a house and a car and a real life that never ceases to astonish me. 

Really?  He says to me, with limited patience for drama. 

I put one foot in front of the other and I fake it until, one day hopefully, I will make being feel totally normal. 

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