Do you know what love is, child? Is it how when you hug me goodnight, and kiss me on the forehead, mommy? No, it’s, more than that. Then, is it how you’re always patient, answering my inquiries, and kind toward me when I do something that makes you mad?
Love, child, is something that not all of us are raised by, there are, so many people in this world who have NO clue what love is, they all just think, that they know what love is, but in reality, they don’t, as they’d never had to, sacrifice something they loved doing, for the sake of someone else, and all they ever cared about are, themselves!
not my photograph.
Love, child, is what I feel for you, here, in my heart, like how I will always, shelter you from the storms of your life, best as I can, how I will allow you to, venture away when you feel confident enough to venture out on your own.
Love, child, is me, letting you go, knowing how much hardships are in store for you in the future, the holding back of my urges, to save you from the experiences of your heart being broken, and, knowing that you’ll be able to, weather through the hardships that are coming your way in life, after I’m gone.
a great way to interact with your own young, not my photograph still.
Love, child, I really do, love you, very, very, very much, and, I know, that you would’ve been fully equipped, with the ability to love others too, had you been, “made” inside of me, but, you’d been, DEAD for me, since 2008………
Life, the Obstacle Course 