One day

we will be blessed. I know in my heart that day will come. I saw the child so long ago when we watched the fireflies. A happy, brown eyed boy with a smile like his father's and a bounce in his step. I know Sahli worries over what kind of father he will be. I imagine every man worries over that. It is a big responsibility to shape the future of our Tribe, and I know I worry about the mother I would be sometimes. I do know that I want his child. I want to see our family grow in expression of our love for each other, for our tribe and for our world.

We mated young. I do think it was the right idea to not have children right away. There was, and still is, much we had to get in order before we took on the task of rearing children. Sahli wanted to be sure we could provide for any children we have. That is wise of him, and I agree fully. I just sometimes see the other women, or hear of the ones that are expecting. I feel a pang of jealousy. I do want a child in my arms one day. I want to see my Mate holding his child in his hands, and I want him to know that this life was created by the love we share. I am selfish, I suppose. He wants to wait, so we will wait. I would never defy him on something so important. I just sometimes don't want to wait. I don't want to keep holding off for a better time. I worry that time will never come, but I also know he knows how much I want a family with him. Our wagon will ring with the laughter of children, or even their cries, in the proper time. That is the hard part, though. Waiting for the proper time.

One day, though, I will be walking through the wagon rows hand in hand with our son. Maybe even our daughter or our sons and daughters. He will be a good father. His children will know they are loved, and they will know the stories of our People. They will grow heads high, backs straight, proud of their People. I know that without any doubt in my mind. He might doubt, but I would imagine all men have doubts. I don't. I have always, and still do, believe in him. I will be patient, and I will just content myself with holding the children of our Tribe mates, and loving them. That is important, too.