"Mommy, mommy, mommy! Look at me mommy!" Addie yells while twirling in our garden. She is wearing her pink tutu Uncle Lucas bought for her and making believe she is the one and only sugar plum fairy, for now. Who knows what her imagination will concoct in the next five minutes. She goes round and round while I just eye her and watch her brightened beautiful face.
She is all smiles and care free. I pray that life will continuously remain care free for her. I never want her to hurt, be in pain, have her heart shattered and broken, but who am I kidding?
I can't protect her from that.
I couldn't even protect myself from that.
Cole has been relentless to say the least. He has apologized multiple times over text, voicemail, calls on the daily. One day he had called and I stupidly answere
