maybe I read re-read romance novels to relive the fire of hope that I used to have when I was younger. That someday I would have unconditional love. Just to lay there and talk about unimportant random things that would make us laugh. Watch our favorite tv shows, curled under the blankets. Go exploring. Be awkward and nerdy together.

We would fit perfectly

These thoughts came to mind because of the conversation I had with my niece:

“auntie doesn’t need a boyfriend. Auntie when are you having a baby so I can come over and babysit?”

my niece made me laugh this afternoon.


2 thoughts on “FIRE OF HOPE

  1. Perfect fits don’t always make the best babies. I think my boys are amazing and wonderful and I’m glad to have had them. But, perfect fit? nope. As for the rest of your post. Auntie needs a baby. I am smiling huge!


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