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As A Young Mother…

To say I’m hopeful is an understand. I’m hopeful that when you’re my age, that seeing my name appear randomly on your phone won’t feel like a burden. I’m hopeful that the thought of hugging me isn’t something that make’s you feel uncomfortable.. I’m hopeful, that when you hear a pear say, “I have the best parents in the world!” that you don’t think of me and scoff at how someone could actually love their parent(s) their much. I’m hopeful that when you grow older, you’ll realize that I tried my best, and that everything I do is with your best interest at heart. I hope that you’ll be patient with me, even if you don’t show it, because I’m still learning too. I hope that you never feel like anything less than the greatest part me, because if it weren’t for you, my life may have never taken direction. I hope that I tell you the right things when you need to hear them, and that you don’t resent me for not knowing how/when to say things. I hope that you’re never ashamed of me, and never take the small things for granted. I’m hopeful that you appreciate experiencing things for the first tine, together, as much as I know I will; like Disneyland or maybe a cruise, the possibilities of where I hope we’ll go are endless. I hope that I can push you to do better than I have, that you actually give a damn about school and get good grades. I hope that I never crush any of your dreams and only push you closer to your aspirations. I’m hopeful that your wildest dreams are greater than my imagination, and that you let me do everything in my power to help you achieve them. I’m also hopeful, that you’ll never use my own words against me. But in the end, I’m just hopeful that you wind up happy and that your health is never anything short of spectacular.

 

 

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It’s funny… How easily I can tell my blog the things I’ve been trying to find the courage to tell you.

I’m debating

image imageTelling you everything I still feel about you on valentines day. After all, it’s a day celebrating love. It’s been several months, yet I still dream about YOU being my savior in my darkest dreams. You’re the only ex who I’d give anything for. I miss the way your eyes danced as you looked at me, I even loved when they curiously looked away. l miss the way your smile alone could warm the ice in my veins. I’ve liked other people, and dated someone since you. It’s just not the same though… I know the chance of this feeling being mutual isn’t high, and the chance of us getting to be together right now is even lower… But I can dream, right? You’re the only one who can fix me. You’re not my everything, but you are my better half when you’re around. You’re the one guy who makes me dream big and work hard at becoming better. On the other hand, I don’t want to completely ruin the bit of friendship that we have.