� I alone � 2001-11-29 � 7:13 p.m. �
Sometimes I wish I could share my life. Share my boy... and the goodness he gives me. I've had him a whole year... it was a bit of a fight for him... at the start... a bit of struggle to have him completely... he was torn... but we healed each other like people do. And now in him... I find a comfort within I am not used to having. Even with the things going on right now... I still have that comfort. I know it's okay to cry, to let him hear me... see me and hold me. There's a wholeness there I've never had before. What would be a morning without seeing his beautiful eyes sleepy-mean? Watching him stumble in to the morning's rain... watching him.... just watching him live.
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