What if I imagined God telling me to be a mother?
What if I am reading too much into situations that were merely coincidences?
What if I've already told people - in my case, in a public blog - that I am called to be a mother, and I'm wrong?
What if I have stepped out in what I thought was faith only to find it to truly be thin air?
Yeah, I'm having one of those days. Any brilliance to share?
