Stolen memories

Sometimes, the only thing I crave is to be a mom. I don't have an appetite for food or desire to get drunk to numb the pain. Sugar doesn't amuse me, neither does companionship.  I just want to be Mom. I want to see my children every night as they sleep, knowing they are safe.  I want to wake them up with kisses and wish them off to the start of an amazing day. I crave fixing them breakfast and sharing stories, helping them with their homework.  I want to see them play all thier games and be their biggest cheerleader on the sidelines.  Something that may seem so small to others, yet aches my heart because it isn't mine for the taking.