The years passed on by.


    And this passing of time and the flow of events within it caused me a great quandary.


    One of the prime reasons why I had chosen to be with the woman of my dreams was that,


    I had seen whom I believed to be our children within the dream.


    But for whatever reason, the children I had longed for never came.


    That most beautiful and cherished of girls, with red hair and blue eyes just like her mother.


    She never came.


    At least not as my child.


    For she was her own separate person.


    Yes, she had been in my dreams.


    But she had not come to me as a daughter, but as a woman.


    I had simply misinterpreted and misattributed to a grievous degree.


    This I confirmed by crossing paths with her.


    She looked at me from afar, with such unconsolable sadness within her being.


    At that moment, I realized.


    This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there.What a grand fool I''d been.


    What an oblivious sinner I was.


    That, whatever the decision I make and the choice that I take,


    I should have done so after having seen things as they truly are.


    That these were two separate women all along.


    I was completely broken.


    I was full of anguish and agony.


    How could I have been so blind, so stupid, so onerous?


    And if I had known then...


    If I had known the truth about the matter, what would I have done?


    That I would actually love to lean on the lord''s prayer at a time like this.


    Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us -


    Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil -


    Who had it truly been all along


    Who had I truly wanted all this time


    What must I do? What I want to.


    What do I want? Right now, that rock to sit upon and look up at the heavens.