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Thursday, June 28, 2012

Belle is in my arms again. Heavily asleep.




My arms are aching. Lots.




Why do I not let go of the burden that causes me such pain?




Because I know; that if I do, she'd hurt herself. And she is just as helpless as I am.




Being with Belle this one week has taught me many.




Why people love they way they do, why mothers never see their sacrifices as, well, sacrifices.




I don't even think about the future where my kids are expected to return all the love I showered on them.




Not less now, never I think.




Because I'm a willing party.




I have a responsibility to provide, irregardless.




I just wish sometimes, that someone would say that to me.




That he'd provided for me, shelter me during a thunder storm, be my hero and save me when I'm in trouble.




Yes I can managed to save my own ass time and again, that doesn't mean I don't dream of someone doing that for me.




It's a curse to be wise.




Especially when you purposely put it on display.





This part, I've failed miserably.




Where did my wisdom go?




Damn.




Upset.





Max.