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i just realized how things used to be.
not used to be like 2 years ago...not even used to be like 5 years ago...
like way back...when my parents still loved eachother...and life was still so easy.
my mom is in canada for a week...so because her bed is a lot more comforable than mine...i decided to take advantage of the oppritunity. i was getting ready for bed and found her journal...and kinda figured wth? i opened it up...and the first thing i see is at least 7 pages..each with 5 things she is grateful for on them. me and my brother and dad were on almost every page. i cried. i saw entries about me learning to ride my two wheeler when i was 6 and about my mom teaching me how to hold on to the sleeves of my shirt when she put my coat on so they didnt get bunched up. there were emails from when my parents started having problems. they really tried. they told eachother they wanted to best...and that they loved eachother. there were memories...just simple memories about my childhood that i had forgotten. about when i saw my grandmas grave and my mom didnt like the plastic flowers so we went and got real ones. and when i lost my first tooth and my mom reminding herself to be the toothfairy. i miss those times. i miss my parents. i miss simplicity.
not used to be like 2 years ago...not even used to be like 5 years ago...
like way back...when my parents still loved eachother...and life was still so easy.
my mom is in canada for a week...so because her bed is a lot more comforable than mine...i decided to take advantage of the oppritunity. i was getting ready for bed and found her journal...and kinda figured wth? i opened it up...and the first thing i see is at least 7 pages..each with 5 things she is grateful for on them. me and my brother and dad were on almost every page. i cried. i saw entries about me learning to ride my two wheeler when i was 6 and about my mom teaching me how to hold on to the sleeves of my shirt when she put my coat on so they didnt get bunched up. there were emails from when my parents started having problems. they really tried. they told eachother they wanted to best...and that they loved eachother. there were memories...just simple memories about my childhood that i had forgotten. about when i saw my grandmas grave and my mom didnt like the plastic flowers so we went and got real ones. and when i lost my first tooth and my mom reminding herself to be the toothfairy. i miss those times. i miss my parents. i miss simplicity.