#keeponscrolling

Sometimes I have this dream that someone is looking for me. Wondering who and where I am. They've been waiting for me for such a long time. They live in a huge house with a lake in the back yard. They finally find me. They take me to their home and we just sit together for hours every day. They love me. They kiss my head before I go to sleep. My mom sings to me. And I'm happy. But then I realize that's just me wishing I was adopted again. Wishing that I wasn't going to have to believe that this is the only family God gave me. That I have someone out there who has always loved me and wanted me. That maybe I'm just living another version of Tangled. But no. I was given a life I can't handle and a family I would never wish for someone else to have.