{"id":328,"date":"2012-01-07T22:34:00","date_gmt":"2012-01-08T05:34:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.sarahbullion.com\/site\/?p=328"},"modified":"2014-07-11T00:21:43","modified_gmt":"2014-07-11T07:21:43","slug":"if-then-else","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sarahbullion.com\/site\/if-then-else\/","title":{"rendered":"if, then, else"},"content":{"rendered":"<ul>\n<li>If I had been a happy child<\/li>\n<li>If I had known unconditional love<\/li>\n<li>Would I have grown into a woman with<\/li>\n<li>A surging thirst of ambition?<\/li>\n<li><\/li>\n<li>If I had believed my mother<\/li>\n<li>Anytime she nurtured me<\/li>\n<li>Instead of ever suspecting her motives<\/li>\n<li>Would I have come to love a simple life?<\/li>\n<li><\/li>\n<li>If I had had brothers to look after me<\/li>\n<li>If I had had friends or my father to seek solace in<\/li>\n<li>Would I have grown so strong and<\/li>\n<li>Independent?<\/li>\n<li><\/li>\n<li>If I hadn\u2019t faced and walked away from<\/li>\n<li>The option of suicide at eight years old<\/li>\n<li>Would I have chosen it instead<\/li>\n<li>After some flapping melodrama years later?<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-329\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.sarahbullion.com\/site\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/TheCreek.jpg?resize=300%2C225&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"TheCreek\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.sarahbullion.com\/site\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/TheCreek.jpg?resize=300%2C225&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.sarahbullion.com\/site\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/TheCreek.jpg?w=640&amp;ssl=1 640w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><\/li>\n<li>If I had played dolls with little friends<\/li>\n<li>If I had had play-dates and summer camps<\/li>\n<li>Instead of wandering the forests and creeks like a wolf-child<\/li>\n<li>Would I still have a transcendent imagination?<\/li>\n<li><\/li>\n<li>If parent figures hadn\u2019t wafted in and out of my homes<\/li>\n<li>If I hadn\u2019t been drug to one sham wedding after another<\/li>\n<li>Would I have had my starter marriage and divorce<\/li>\n<li>Instead of insisting on one true love or nothing?<\/li>\n<li><\/li>\n<li>Who would I be<\/li>\n<li>If I hadn\u2019t faced what I\u2019ve faced?<\/li>\n<li>Would I like me as much?<\/li>\n<li>Would I be as proud?<\/li>\n<li>Would I want as badly<\/li>\n<li>To touch the hearts around me?<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If I had been a happy child If I had known unconditional love Would I have grown into a woman with A surging thirst of ambition? 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