There you are! You're home, thank goodness. You had me worried sick, pretty-eyed lady. You were there one minute and gone the next. I wish my family was kind-hearted enough to let you stay with us, but unlike myself, they don't do those sorts of selfless things. For what its worth, I know I can't fix all of everything, or make worry go away, but I didn't know you were as strong as you are until today. I didn't know that, even though you bear so much on your mind, you go into school and do your work, makeup, hair, and smile and do your best with what's around you. I'm not like that, if I was I wouldn't be so proud of you. The old "don't do anything we love you too much" is not good enough sometimes, sometimes people need to say more. Like, instead of only caring after they see someone under stress, to see the signs and as if they're okay. Because strong people (yourself) don't always reach their arms out and say, "Please, I am not feeling well. I'd like a hug, and I'd like to tell you why I don't feel well
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