justblue

The truth is, I am just trying to figure out how all this shit worksown up. I am a mother, a wife, adn I am apparently a grown up. Why do I feel like a little kid looking at stars and sand, wondering where they come from. I'm still trying to figure out what my life will look like when my story is written. I love the fact that I don't have everything handed to me, so I do have to work for all of it, but I just pray that we get to a place that is something worthy of us. This house that we rent is great, but we truly deserve so much more.
I just want all of our dreams to come true.
But, who doesn't?

Good night.