heartbeat
my heart resides in the lives of my children
Small dandelion tuffs,
and lady-bug hugs.
Bedtime stories that never seem to end.
Moments that I will allow myself to cherish forever.
Chasing those darn monsters away,
and saving the day.
But can I just have one more story?
Can I just stay up just a little longer Mommy?
I just need another drink from my sippy cup.
And just another snack, please.
Will, you read that bedtime story to me one more time, please?
I just miss you, Mommy.
I just want one more cuddle.
Before you disappear again.
I just needed one m0re snack before bed.
Crazy as it sounds,
I needed to listen to those two little heartbeats,
more than anyone will ever know.
My home is my two children.
Nobody will ever be able to take that away from me.
Nobody can steal from my soul any longer.
My home rests within my kid's heartbeats.
And that is all anyone will ever need to know about me.
Chloe Rose Violet
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I had never really felt like a child. I'd always had to raise myself. My mother was just a teenager when she'd had me and consequently, we had spent my whole childhood arguing and fighting like a couple of sisters as opposed to mother and daughter. My father was older than my mother but still had some maturing to do himself. He focused his entire life on me, his little girl but never realized the pressure that put on me. I always felt I had to raise him even as he was trying to raise me. We raised each other. Then, I met him. He cares, he shows me a love like I've never known. For once, it's about me and I don't have to focus on other people's needs and what someone needs from me. Someone always wants something from you. That is what my parents have taught me. Love is selfish but it isn't with him. He is perfect, beautiful, funny, and can take me to places I've only dreamed about. Places outside my mind and my own pathetic life and I know that I will always love him. When we first met, I wanted him to have my children, but now? Right now, with us both still in high school? This is all happening so soon. I slipped into the restroom at work. It had been 6 weeks since my last menstrual and this was not normal. I couldn't wait any longer. I put the top on the test and waited. These 60 seconds felt like forever. What would we do? We were both seniors so we didn't have long to go before school was over but this was not the plan. The plan was for him to join the Army and me the National Guard and for me to get my associate's degree and then we marry, then have kids.
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