Yet again, you're leaving.
Mommy isn't very well today.
I know. But I don't think I can stay.
We're to leave at times, they call it work, mumma calls it duty, I call it balance.
Like pa said, you should reassess.
There's only some time we have left together.
We're all bound by things that don't exist.
I want to believe we're infinite, and that there are infinite togethernesses left.
I hope you know its growing.
She's weak, much weaker than before.
I'll be home every weekend.
I want to know she gets better each day.
P.S.
Hope is my drug of choice.
Mommy isn't very well today.
I know. But I don't think I can stay.
We're to leave at times, they call it work, mumma calls it duty, I call it balance.
Like pa said, you should reassess.
There's only some time we have left together.
We're all bound by things that don't exist.
I want to believe we're infinite, and that there are infinite togethernesses left.
I hope you know its growing.
She's weak, much weaker than before.
I'll be home every weekend.
I want to know she gets better each day.
P.S.
Hope is my drug of choice.
Hope is my drug of choice too... it's a difficult one on to have...
ReplyDeleteKeep hoping, even if everything around you crumbles, hope is what keeps you going. But you know that, why am I even saying this :)
ReplyDeleteYou know how poignant this was.
ReplyDeleteWe do live by Hoping that it all turns fine.
great post :)
ReplyDeleteHope is the glue God has given us. The permanent type, not Elmer's.
ReplyDeleteHope is important and infectious. It makes others hopeful too. Beautiful piece! :)
ReplyDeleteMy heart dipped in hope and out reading this. Lovely!
ReplyDeleteHope accompanied with faith in goodness will help you get through a lot.
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