instead of me sitting around feeling sorry for myself.. im going to get up and make the best of my fucked up ass situation rn cos trouble dont last always π―
as shitty as all of this is.. i cannot wait to be in the city, around the table, celebrating my dads life. looking through pictures, listening to his music, sharing our memories π
taking a loss, while being a parent is hard. after getting that devastating call, my cries woke my child from her nap. and she came out of her room, gave mommy the biggest hug and literally wiped my tears. i have to keep going, i just dont want to today.
i cant wait til my kid can tell me what havin me for a momma is like cos i wanna know πππ or like me n her dad together? having US as parents, iykyk ππ