Back to the Past...Sort of

I can't pinpoint the exact time, but somehow home life has become pleasant. It's funny because throughout my whole childhood it's been usually either really lonely or really explosive, due to my aunt; however, now it's typically a very calming and giggling experience.

It might have been that my aunt changed (my dad stayed the same) but it was probably more that I changed. I grew up. I take things less for granted. I don't spit mean selfish shit out anymore. I try to help out, though I should try to help more often.

I can't wait to have a family of my own. I can't wait to see my precious baby cradled in my arms. Out of all the things in the world, this is the one thing I know for sure that I want. A husband? Uh. That's an entirely different issue.

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Mother-and-baby; Fanny Diaz

For you to heal someone isn't to tell them what they should do (well kind of part of it), but rather just accept what they're doing and try to understand. People honestly just want someone to be there for them.