Imagination is responsible for a number of things. She can create the most brilliant ideas, theories, master pieces, and visions. She is responsible for the sanity and creativity of some of our most notable minds, written work, and illustrations. She has the power to produce and deliver. She is the source of inspiration.
I had this urge to hibernate in the darkest shell I could find and then hide that shell in another shell in hopes of "skipping" this day and resurfacing in...uuumm... March..maybe?!?!
Like so many others, I began to count the days until Thanksgiving, but for different reasons than most. While others couldn't wait to spend time with their families and indulge in high calories together, I was absolutely dreading the day. I wanted, so badly, to just run away. Not because you're family is semi insane (just kidding), but because I didn't know what to expect and when the expected arrived, I didn't know what she would bring and how I would take it.
But either way, you would be proud. Your mama survived her first holiday; Happy Thanksgiving baby.
A Letter from Auntie
I can’t even begin to express to you what a proud god mommy, auntie, and sister I am. Although you were born a Gemini, you have the stubbornness of a Leo (blame your mom) and the helpful heart of a Virgo (you’re welcome). Either way, I appreciate you. You are beautiful.
I love you honey.
I have been happier lately; like truly happy.
Smiles are easier, laughter is more fluent, I lie less saying
and really meaning it this time.
I'm hurt. My heart aches. I want my son back!
Whoa. That felt good to finally say publicly!
I'm new to this. The idea of sharing my thoughts and feeling with people I do not know is scary, yet refreshing... I guess.