I Want This but Get That…

I want chocolate covered cherries, but I will get plain cherries with pits. I want my life to be my life, not feel like I am living like someone else. I want peace and harmony but am faced with war and strife. I want to visit my children more than they want to visit me.

I want the rest of my life to be like my favorite ice cream treat. Wonderfully smooth vanilla, nuts mixed in for a crunchy obstacle, chocolate sauce to drown all the good and bad, and of course, that cherry on top that tells me life is as colorful as it is right then.

But what happens when the ice cream melts, and everything comes together in one glorious bumpy, swirled mess? Is this just another stage in life where things are not calm, peaceful, and just so? Or is it a foreshadowing of things I do not want, but are yet to be?