Every woman dreams to be a mother one day. I, for one is eager and longing to be one. Yet, it seems that my time hasn't come yet. I am trying not to think of it nor even talk about it but my heart is killing me with pain, of longing, wanting and hoping that a life will blossom inside me. I don't know what to do anymore, I hide in the mask of pretense and smile with bitterness inside. Everyday as I sleep and woke up I would dream and it would just come out of my mind. Anything could happen as they say, I am still young but my heart is old enough to feel devastation and longing to have a child of my own. I am as writing this, is fighting the urged and the thought of having a child 'cause the more that I think about it, the heavier the burden in my heart!

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