you.

 

laying in bed with you, looking up at your bedroom wall to see all your accomplishments… all your art. your ribbons and awards and snowman and birthday banners… i love it. i love being your mama. i love that i get to rub your back until you fall asleep. i’m glad i get to look at your wall and remember all those moments in your life. 


i was here. i lived, i loved. i was here. i did, i’ve done.. everything that i wanted and it was more than i thought it would be. 


you changed me. you saved me. i never thought.. never dreamed we would have the life we do today. i never thought i’d be able to raise you, right, alone. but i had to.. because you deserve it, and oh so much more. your petty amazing miss honey. 

mama loves you baby. πŸ’–


for always. 

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