The only thing that can make my life to make sense is that i am able to have my own child. A lover can disappoint, disappear, family can desert, friends can vamoose. But my child is my child. Away from all the bustling, i would want to give life.
After 2016, my eyes opened on another level. Standing by my mum during that time remains the best thing i have done for her. If i find true love, i can marry, if i dont, i will still enjoy life.
But i really cant remove kids from the equation. I may try to make some myself or adopt. I already have a name for my first. I am just waiting for two things to happen.
Its either i meet someone who wants what i want and is willing to go all the damn way.
Or i wait for a few more years when i would have had a fairly sure life and finances before going in for it.
Life and living