Safety of moms house. Comfort of ‘Liki. This thing will always be my security blanket. I hardly care who made it, it’s how this lil guy makes me feel. He’s so precious to me. I’m still a lil depressed, something I’ll get over one day once I make peace with some inner bullshit. Until then, I’ll do what I can. But not today. Today is all about the only two women who know the real meaning of friendship. My mom and sister will never let me down and their birthday (both were born on Feb. 26th) is more special than Christmas. They mean more than the most expensive gift money could ever buy. I owe them and my daddy more than I could ever afford. Today is also about my parents love and my mothers strength in dealing with what my daddy stupidly did to her in the past. 39 years and they’re more in love than they ever were. I can only hope to have the stupid, adorable, annoying relationship they do. They’re parents first, friends second, and lovers third. I don’t know how I’m going to survive without them.
