It’s not until the movie has ended, that you can talk about it as a whole.
These seemingly “ruined” photos used to cause me grief. Now, I see them for what they truly are…
I thought about what it would be like to go back and tell myself in 2011 all that was about to happen.
I tried not to view this proud moment as an opportunity for a future let down due to misplaced expectations.
Slime-making is basically when you spend $30 on supplies to make a handful of sticky goo that you could buy for 50 cents in the vending machines as you leave the supermarket.
No one really said anything for a moment. They didn’t need to.
Our minds are littered with thoughts that begin with “when I was a kid…”
They don’t make bumper stickers that say, “My Child Didn’t Break My Daughter’s Barbie House Today”
This is the type of lesson you only understand as life plays out.
He’s my son. I made him. He’s a part of me. Any good I do for him, I do for myself.