so much of adulthood is just grieving in secret. grieving ex lovers, grieving dead friendships, grieving your parents sinking into old age, grieving the person you thought you'd grow into. grieving cities you never got to live in. grieving parts of you that couldn't survive.
this week my man is leaving to Mexico, and I was at Walmart buying his travel size stuff and all I could think is this boy is really leaving me and Rico 🧐
today I watched Mia (5 years old) & Kingston (6 months old)…
Mia told me that I shouldn’t have kids that she doesn’t feel it’s for me 🥲 thank you Mia, thank you 🥲