She fell asleep in my arms
As I watched Oceans 13
Her breathing interrupted by some productive coughing
But she remained asleep tucked into me
I bent my head to smell her hair and pulled her in tighter
Sweet little being
I give a small chuckle
She smelled like chocolate and soap
I carried her to bed and tucked her in
Holding her so tight I was afraid she’d wake up
She’s my last baby. Once she grows up I’ll have to wait for grandbabies to enjoy this luxury again. How she wants so much to be with me, to play with me, to tell me stories and entertain me. I’ve already seen all this replaced with friends and boys by the teenager. Who fortunately still needs me sometimes too.
I shed a tear. Hidden where no one sees it. There is a reason why family units are ideal. Partners, extended family, friends, people to not only enhance your life and enjoy it together but to share in the good, the bad, and the hard.
I have no one here really. No family, no partner, still working on building friends.
I also have no steady paycheck, no fallback plan……
I only have love and sometimes gumption.
I’m going to let myself cry. It feels good.
Tomorrow gym and taxes…… no plans for mayhem….. unless you count masturbating.
Read this interesting article today. I can’t even imagine it being true. Totally wackadoodle. Totally!!! Next time someone makes me feel bad for not knowing all world history or extensively knowing other countries political and financial systems I’m gonna be like “hey, at least I know where my vagina is, and that’s more relevant to my happiness”. 🤪