“Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, save it for a rainy day.”
I’m calling upon my rainy day. With all the troubles, the fights, and things not working…..lately things have been fantastic. I’m in love with a man and that man holds my heart. It may just be the good vibes, but I feel like things are really looking up and I feel true happiness in my life. My job is going well and I am happy to go home nowadays. Six years of dating, renting, and playing house, and I’m finally feeling ready. I am seeing the light at the end of the tunnel and not questioning what I want so much. I want the house, the family dog, the marriage, and maybe, just maybe, a baby. I would love to make something with this man who I love and for it to be apart of our world. I think lol.
I still know that I am on a different page then him with this. We communicate it and he isn’t ready. I respect him and am willing to give him time. I just know that I am ready. At the drop of a hat I will say yes. And I am writing today to wish upon that one really big star for my dreams to come true. It doesn’t have to be today or tomorrow, but I would love everything to fall into place by the time I am 30. Here’s to hopeful wishing. I am just at a point in my life to where I have sacrificed and I have waited and it’s almost time for things to start happening for me. This time, I get what I want. Hopefully. I think asking for this to happen in two years and 4 months (who is counting) is a reasonable request.
Wish me luck, but above all else, wish me love.