Watching from afar...

With matching clothes, she takes him to the park and plays whatever he wants because it is his 'special day,' I am told. She makes it his special day. She places this little 4 1/2 year old on a pedestal and they love it.

She takes the role as mother when I'm not around. I haven't been around. I watch from afar. I watch her take him by the hand to witness a fire truck. Jack loves fire trucks. I watch them light up. She loves him. He loves her. I love them.

I'll be kneeling down beside them in matching clothes, soon!

Treasurable Lunch Beauty

I feel as though I've been pushed to my limit. I feel as though my brain has been exposed to the cold air and it's in shock from hypothermia. Tuesday evening was my breaking point, yep, I cried. What the hell am I doing? Why am I torturing myself? Why am I torturing my family?

Soaked by the shower and my tears she eases my frustrations..."every thing's going to be FINE, you (we) made the right decision."

Not only does she support me with her words, her actions are amazing. She wakes up at the butt-crack of dawn, makes my lunch, drives me to my bus stop and kisses me goodbye.

When lunchtime finally rolls around, I'm always surprised by the goodness she provides me in my lunch tote. You're thinking food right? Nope. I get a piece of her...a note, written just for ME.

Now, I'm not one to share my little treasures. Just know, only her and I get it...that's okay. And it's beautiful, just like her. They're always beautiful. You are my beauty.

Thank you with a kiss on top.

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