I sometimes forget how nice it feels to be back with the family.
At first, I was doubting my decision to go back with my parents but I am definitely 100% happy with my decision. It's such a great feeling to let go of everything and just focus on the people who love you so much and who you would give everything up for! The worst part is always the parting that comes on that Sunday morning. So much tensions and tears that are held back. Every time I look at my Mama, she looks like she's about to break down into tears and I can tell she tries her best to keep those tears back. Worry can be spotted in her eyes, and I just want to hold her and never let her go.
But, unfortunately, everything has to come to an end.
It's always so great to be able to be your TRUE, ACTUAL self around your family. Not saying that I can't do that around friends, it's just a different act around the loved ones.
On Friday, I found a folded up piece of paper in the library. I unfolded it (I was about to sit down in the seat where the note was placed) and I fell in LOVE with this person.
The piece of paper contained a piece of work that was simply m-a-g-n-e-f-i-c-i-e-n-t! I didn't really know what to expect when I first started reading it but at the end of the poem, I had turned green with envy! This person knows how to write, and it's not the type of writing that should linger in the back, this is the type that I would expect to find in poetry collection.
It was so visual and so touching that I was in awe. I didn't know what to do with myself but surely I was inspired. I kept the note with me and wrote a poem of my own (obviously not as good as this person's) and left it on the my seat for another person to find.
How nice would it be to continue leaving poems for everyone else to read and for others to be inspired like I was?
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