"I spoke the truth but a piece of me did not listen. And so it’s past. It rests now in time. As the weeks pass, we’ll soon see what were made of, as well as the key of a fake life." (Myself)
I’m not a Mother of children, a cat mother yes (Izzy) But I can still see the hope in everyone eyes, in their souls when a child is born. My sister recently had Bella, she is wonderful in every way. Small fingers, soft toes, and a strong cry. A bright little beginning for the future, is what I see in her. I know this world isn’t perfect, and that no one is or will ever be. But seeing a newborn makes one hope for perfection someday in this world, or a heaven so to say. And to see the beauty in the imperfection is all that we can do on this earth. And hope we will.