November 11th.
Today, my mom was in the hospital.
I was losing it. My dad was with her, so I was left with the kids. They were crying, scared. I was scared. I would've loved to be able to cry.
My aunt came over for a few hours to help. She was in the kitchen, doing dishes.
And he called.
He called laughing, nervous. I'll never forget the little thrill that went through me at the sound of his voice. When he asked me to be his girlfriend, it was all I could do to stutter my answer.
I thought the joy would tear right through me. The second I hung up the phone, I screamed my excitement into a pillow.
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I'll never ask for the things I want most.