Leaving you behind will be one of the hardest things I’ll have to do. You are growing up and I wish I could go back and experience it all again. Even the long, sleepless nights. The laughter and heartbreak. It’s going too fast and soon it’s gone. I can’t even remember the little things. Your first smile or the first time you laughed. This time last year I had you so close, our hearts beating next to each other. Can we go back together, just you and I? Let’s live it again, even the hard times. I wouldn’t want it any other way because it was you. It was always you.
Momma loves you.
I usually never do this because I have no knowledge about anything in the garden or about flowers in generally. But I did think our terrace look a little dull so I thought I’d fix it up and get some color in between the grey bricks.
On Saturday I went to our local plantation to see what they had in stores. I took my mom with me so that one of us knew what we were doing. She’s no gardner either but at least she has more knowledge than me.
I bought some flowers, soil, spices and tools. Now I’m not sure about the pots I bought, because they aren’t exactly what I pictured, but when the budget is thigh you can’t always get what you wish of. On Sunday morning I say myself outside and started working. Now I’m far from finished but I’ll definitely share everything when I’m finished.