I miss my nephew. I miss my childhood when I was three (cause after that I didn’t know who I was anymore). I miss me. I cried last night until about six thirty in the morning. I looked at my picture when I was 9. I wondered what I was thinking about then cried because I apologized to that child for becoming me. I asked that picture looking into the distance what she wanted then….. and then. I listened. It was so simple. Something she never got just unconditionally. I read a post today. She appears to have unconditional love with S. I don’t know what that feels like. Or I thought I didn’t. Until I listened to that child inside of me. That picture. So posted the song she wanted hear until her “grandmother” version of her fell asleep. Tell Lorrie I love her played over and over again until I fell asleep with the beauty of that child that was me. I tried to connect but I look in the mirror and I’m old looking. I didn’t do right by her. Why? Because I didn’t know that the most important thing in life is to love YOU. Yourself. That picture haunted me… stared at me… and I asked her what did I do wrong??? And it was all clear. I didn’t love her enough. HER. me.
It’s weird too. I know her beauty didn’t know that I never knew about it. And here today I look at her and ask her forgiveness. I’m so sorry Laurie that I didn’t take care of you. I didn’t realize that knowing how to take care of you would make the difference in you. “You took care of everyone else and forgot about me” was the voice that sounded. And I was told that, but those people were the ones that were taking from me. From my little Laurie. Laurie, I truly am sorry. If I could go back again I’d ask you what you wanted, and I’d know already. You just wanted to be loved unconditionally without fault.
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