I do. At the tough times, I do my best to channel Wonder Woman. Sometimes it's necessary, so I can have the strength to keep going every day. She was a babe who could make a difference with her flashy wrist cuffs, golden lasso of truth and her trademark wonder boobs (as my mother liked to call them). I would tackle the world and make it right, I would keep my family safe from harm. I would go back in time like Superman and save the people who I watched succumb to cancer so that they could still be with their families. If I had super powers, I would be able to heal the deep wounds of the past and knock down the barriers to living. I would carry all the people I love off into the sunset.
When life gets tough, crack out the Wonder Woman and the stripy socks. You'd be surprised to know how much it helps. It keeps me from curling up into a little ball in the corner and keeps me dreaming of living well, living long, living happily. It reminds me that life is good.
I wore these on the way to bring my son home for his surgery. Every little bit helps. These are from ansleybleu on Etsy. Bless her for making the best things in the world, and thanks to my secret somebody. *blows kisses*
The all important update on my son is this;
I think he looks okay?
