Nov 06, 2009 02:39
I realized how much your kids mean to me. I was talking to an old high school friend and said. "you should meet my kids. Well, they aren't my kids but I love them to death. I try to take care of them when I can. Like today, I was helping Jocey tie her shoes and couldn't hold back the smile that crept across my face. And Jordan. I wish I could explain how proud I am to know that he is doing so well in school. He has come home with two yes's everyday since the start of the school year."
She said she was proud of me. It is so strange to hear her say that. She never understood why I would rather be poor, have my family and a small home and be living pay check to pay check than to be rich and living in some big fancy house. I think she is starting to see it now. Maybe I am not in love with you. Maybe I am in love with your kids.
I still find it odd that I talk about you guys so much. I have never met kids that mattered this much to me. I have never met a woman who I cared this much about. I always smile when I talk about you too. Like earlier when Ashley and I went to Starbucks. I was mentioning our talks lately and asking for advice as always. She always listens to me.
Why are we hanging out so much? I just think it is so strange that when I mentioned that I liked you we started hanging out like everyday until your girlfriend flipped. Then we stopped talking. Then we hung out a lot then went through this phase where we were lucky to talk once a week. Then I mention that I love you and try to give you an idea how much then we are back to everyday. I know history has a tendency to repeat itself so I have been holding my breath.
I want to finish cleaning and folding these clothes but I am starting to get tired. I guess I will talk to you tomorrow. I love you. Goodnight.