Model Portrayed.
When I feel jealous, my cheeks flush.
When I feel jealous, my breathing stops.
When I feel jealous, my stomach knots.
When I feel jealous, I zero in on her holding him as he clings to her.
When I feel jealous, I look away, blinking back tears.
When I feel jealous, I wish I was the one.
When I feel jealous, I regret my choice.
When I feel jealous, I remember my choice.
When I feel jealous, my brow unfurrows.
When I feel jealous, I breathe.
When I feel jealous, I swallow my pride.
When I feel jealous, I know the opposite choice would have resulted in other difficulties.
When I feel jealous, I wonder if he would be happy in my home, but know he is in theirs.
When I feel jealous, I recognize hindsight is 20/20, but still can’t predict a parallel future.
When I feel jealous, I find peace.
Yesssss! Spot on! When I feel jealous, all of the above! When I feel jealous, I am feeling the unbalanced moment. But, I can find peace when I chose to. I can weave my pain into my steadfastness. I am stalwart. I am Mother. Until I’m not. And then, again, I am. Always and never.