The title MOON AFTER MOON has deep meaning for me. It represents my struggles in minutes, hours, days and years. I feel like each passing moon is a moment in my life that is gone and the moons seem to be flying by. The cycles of the moon seem to represent those of my own. The last two years have been difficult for me. I feel like I have lived two lifetimes in two years and two years in two minutes. Each minute seems like an eternity. I always heard people talk about the biological clock, but didn't really understand until I stood face to face with my own. It stands tall and proud in my life on its own accord. I did not ask it to be there, but it is and I have to live and maneuver around it. It scares me to death. It forces me to play the "what if" game in my head over and over.

Up until this point, my life has been pretty much perfect. I feel really blessed. My family is fabulous. I have a husband that is wonderful and the perfect match for me. Of all the people in the world, if given the chance to choose, I would choose him again in a heartbeat. He is my world. I have faith in the Lord and am surrounded with loving people. I enjoy my job and am able to use my love for science each and everyday. My husband and I have acquired most all of the things we want. Everything seems so indefectible. There, however, is this one thing that we long for. There is something missing. Is it love, wealth, peace? No.

It is something that people have and take for granted while others have and abuse. It is something that I pray for. I work hard to get it but can't quite reach it. I don't ever know if I will be able to achieve this goal. I will keep reaching though.