Time is the invention we made. And these body’s have an expiration date. Why let a good life be tainted, just cuz your moms off track? Like go get that precious soul and turn her around, so she can see the blessing, that is…
I am a blessing God damn it. Who told her that I was not? And why could she not see that in me? Maybe she could not see it in herself? I don’t know. But I do know this, no matter what, I love her true. And Mama Jean too.
And why do I have to live other wise? Who said I can’t change the script? Cuz, I just did.
You can too. Follow my lead out of this dark place called adoption, and step into what is, a child is forever connected to their Moms. xo