It’s about that time. It’s about that time that our washer and dryer won’t make your clothes sparkle. Our home won’t hear you yelling at me in the early mornings to turn the music lower. Dinner times will be two plates set on the table, not three. Twenty two years since you’ve filled our home with laughter, tears, and happiness. Now you’re going out to adult in this big, wide world. Leaving where you always felt safe.
Let me give you a bit of advice.
Always smile, laugh and know that happiness is a choice. Be happy, never sad, life is too short to be sad. Do what’s in your heart and be real about it. Always give. Remember that giving is a lot better than receiving. Don’t ever expect gratitude from anyone; do whatever you’re doing with your soul and heart. Don’t own a lot of materialistic stuff in this world , be content living a simple, beautiful life. Know that I’m just a call away and anytime you wanna talk, I’ll be here for you. Always give thanks to God with whatever He puts in your life. Know that there’s ease after hardship and know that our home will always be just that. The door will always be open to you. God bless you and just be. Live in the moment and always have gratitude.
Final Whisper: I write because you exist.
