But still you loved me….
Without restraint or expectations. Without judgment or resentment. You loved me young you loved me old and in all of the in between. You loved me when I held my head high and moved with certainty towards the future. You loved me when my knees buckled, and I crashed and burned and pleaded with life to let up. You loved me when I was a safe place. You loved me on my dark days. When the depression set in. When I would wake up taring the sheets off the bed gasping for air. You loved me on the nights sleep never showed up and sat patiently by my side welcoming each new dawn. You loved me when I danced, when I sang, and twirled. You loved me in the afternoons and at three a.m. while the whole world slept. You loved me when I did not love me. You loved me when I did. You loved me big, bold, and with perseverance. You did not care if my hair was done, my waist small, my smile bright. You did not take my bank account into consideration or the car I drove. My accomplishments you celebrated with pride and on purpose. You never placed blame. You never pulled back. You did not hold grudges or keep score. You loved me when it was easy and fun and even more when I was rotten and impatient. Despite any circumstance …. You always loved me still.
💙🐾🍪🐾🙏🐾🪐🐾🙏🐾🍪🐾💙