obsessions with tomorrow

almost everyday i find myself wishing that i could just zoom forward in time and just see what the end is gon be. To see who my rock and the father of my children , will be . Will he love me for me, and keep me happily encouraged with the words that fall from his lips or will he split my children's days with me in half and take that much custody....will i survive the heat of atlanta? learn to climb th peach trees and create masterpieces with the georgia clay and learn to embrace its warmth all day everyday 365 days a year. will i learn to live freely like today is my last, forgetting my past, holding on to only the parts that will make me grateful of where i have come from..................