"Clean up this mess you have made of yourself boy." - Me to my son, who took his NYE chocolate a bit too recklessly.
I cannot pretend that I am without blood and tears. I am so happy I had my son through this holiday. But Gdmmit if I am not good with me. I am. And I am great with him. I've spent the past 5 nights in a bed at my parents with him beside me. I never felt lonely. I never felt loss. I never felt leave. It was just me being brave in the light of his bravery. A 5 year old took it on the chin and smiled, because he gets moment better than I do. Oh how I wish I had the present as well as him.
My teacher is the future which I created. Fking, thank you boy, sometimes I only feel as strong as if I were two points above what you need me to be. Tomorrow you leave me in the morning, and I miss you all the time.
"There is no more important fight than the one for ourselves. Keep on winning." Ginger1, Read her newbies. BD: Feb '16 D: Mar '17 Piecing: Putting the self back together was my piecing. S6
