I started this tonight in a very artificial light. But I want this to be real, raw, and uncensored, so deleted everything and rewrote this because it is exactly how I found joy today.
Sorrow. Tears. Confusion.
“It’s okay Mommy. You be alright. I you Mommy.” Kisses my head. Hugs me tight. Skips away.
Thank goodness I have you both. I am so lucky. I want more. Just one more. But that feels so wrong, yet so very right.
There is hope. I have love all around me.
Thank goodness. Every little things … gonna be alright.