Seven years old, and I was wrapped in stars and stripes - the young American - proud, and bold, and free. The Superwoman, with baby teeth. No fears. No regrets. No burden of the years gone by. I was all I could have been, then. When I was Wonder Woman....I remember when I was Wonder Woman like it was yesterday. I remember how the world was everything you wanted it to be - How I was anything, everything I wanted to be. And I remember how much I didn't need from anyone else - How much it didn't seem like they could ever fail me - Like I could ever fail me. When I was Wonder Woman....
But that was before I learned to hurt. When I was Wonder Woman, I could fall and scrape my knees, and I might cry - but it didn't hurt. It couldn't hurt. I was super. That's what Mom said. You can do anything. That's what Dad said. And when I was Wonder Woman, I believed them.
That was before I learned to doubt. Before I loved, before I lost, before I loved again. Before my friends flew in and out, before my plane came crashing down - the invisible Wonder Woman Plane - supposed to take me anywhere, everywhere, I wanted. That was before I knew what was real. Back when I was Wonder Woman, everything was perfect.
And that was before I learned to write. Before I learned to write, to ease the hurt I never felt - to fight the doubt I never had - when I was Wonder Woman. Before I learned that dreams are real as anything living, and when they die - you hurt, you mourn, you start to wonder if you really are Wonder Woman afterall. You write. And you wonder. You wonder......
great intro! :)
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