Greatest Fear

Sorry. No post about Ohana for you. But did you really think you'd get it? Do I ever follow through on my blog promises? No, not really... Anyway....

A few weeks ago my best friend in the whole world (yes, that would be my handsome missionary) asked me what my greatest fear was. It took me a while to come up with an answer, but I really think my greatest fear is not being a good wife for my future husband and a good mother for my future children. Sure I may be terrified of spiders, clowns, doctors, needles, and pills. I may shiver at the thought of rejection or confinement, but above all else I am so scared that I will let down those that need me and those I love.

What if I'm not supportive enough. Or selfless enough. Or even feminine enough (for some reason I struggle at times with this one... *blush*) Well... I guess only prayer can help me now.

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  1. Whitney....I wish I could accurately express how much I relate to this post...a whole LOT, in case you were wondering.

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  2. Not feminine? Hardly, Whitney. You are the best of both worlds!
    At least you can pinpoint your fear. I can't even guess at mine...

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