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Give her a break. The pain my mother must have felt; I cry when I begin to phantom her being. Past forever immortal only to exist in my own memories. Forever gone. Here is a glimpse of the absolute beauty and nirvana my mom was. Although physically gone, her eyes shine in yours Jacob. Pain, beauty, growth, warmth, tears, power, love. My life becomes infinitely more worthwhile when you came around. Because of you, I have found the love I felt I should have deserved as a child. Because of you I am in love with who I am. I am happy to be me. I am happy to be your brother. I am happy to have been your child dear mom. Growing up was some fuck up shit. I may not always be there for you. Rest assured, I feel calm and at peace. I hope your dreams are as bigger and wilder and more free than mine. For someone so cold and pragmatic, the sanest/easiest thing to do for me was to pretend to believe in magic. Anyhow, all mellow dramatic vibes aside… I love you Jacob!
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