The Woman with Two Heads

One summer day I was out walking with my daughter. It was a moment of gentle leisure and as is my wont and compulsion I started thinking about ways I could achieve the perfect balanced life. Have more time. Still make money. Keep up with the clutter. Be a better mother.Voice Are you missing out on her childhood? Should you give up your career and devote yourself to her?Voice Would you want to quit working even if you could afford it which you can''t?And it came to me in one of those revelatory electric insights that feel like truth - that feel like You may never resolve this one and you may have to live with it - even embrace it.I love my family I love my work I love my home. I need to write; I need to mother. I thrive on deadline excitement the banter and stimulation of meetings; my idea of a good time is attacking cobwebby corners with my aging Electrolux.All are me - the woman with (at least) two heads.