You got lucky babe when I found you. I had an open heart even after it had been beaten black and blue.
I had belief and hope. I had the things you wanted to feel and see in yourself. Wanted someone to see.
I took a risk that day. I came as me; purple flip flops and a smile that the world could not take.
Terrified yet bold. I know you can’t see me right now. The little one who did all those things with you. The angel, the darling, your girl. As you detach I loose all my names do I become memories.
This morning I am here. I am watching the nutria swim around and a mama and her babies. I see the ripple and the rings get further away from the center. I am a little and yes I have to be BIG and function when I feel like crying. I won’t stuff my little. I won’t leave wilbear. ( stuff my little- that is funny)
I am funny little, I am a little funny, and I am still me.
You got lucky babe
when I found you.