Sunday, January 17, 2010

no matter how hard i want to believe/convince myself

that technically we are Not homeless...i am still not at home.



so i romanticize it As Much as possible. for example,  in any romantical situation the girl almost always gendertypingly weeeeps, right? and when i do....my hero, my night in shining armour, the little man known around here as Pop-pops - swoooops down, hugs me tight & tells me Not to cry..that he is a Superhero! that Loookit we have a home on Wheeeels that can go places....

4 comments:

the heartful blogger said...

Oh hon, I know it ain't the same, but I send you big hugs too. x

Anonymous said...

You have a strong boy there so hope is part of your life. Good wishes ---

The warrior in me said...

Hope you feel better when you realize you have a family to back you in a faraway land. It's a lot lot better than being stuck all alone in the ice, don't you think?

Girl of Approval said...

We have cheap homes out here, but then again it's blizzarding once more and it's flipping cold. Skip it, move to Wyoming.