Sapphirefoxx

No one tells you how hard it is to grow up and watch as the parents that once did everything to be there for you. To make holidays. To make birthdays. To make everything work out, slip away. Because you're grown. Is that how it works? You grow up and become less of a priority in the people who literally gave you life? I could never do that to my little girls. Mommy will ALWAYS try to make it at the very least. And you'll know I tried to make it if I don't for whatever life throws. But I'll always be there. I'll check up on you. I'll be there. Even when your all grown. I don't care the distance that may come between us physically if you all decide to move. I'll make the time. Because what is the point of life if you aren't there for it.