Is it agreed upon that we all know how much little Miss Madlyn Claire rattles my nerves? Your answer to that question better be a most definite Yes. Today I do believe she was at her worst. To attempt to make the story short, she threw a fit because she wasn't satisfied with a drawing she had drawn and thus blamed me for this. After a good twenty minutes, she had exhausted all of her whining abilities and sat down to watch tv. To the important part- about an hour later, she made a comment about her grandfather. She followed this comment with this question-You don't have a grandpa anymore, do you Ozie? We had already discussed this topic before and so I answered briefly with a no. She goes back to eating lunch, the subject seemingly dropped. A few minutes pass, and then she says this- It's okay, Ozie. You don't have to be sad. Maybe he'll come back down from Heaven to see you if you wish hard enough. I couldn't help but to tear up at this. I've had a lot relating to this subject on my mind lately. Maybe that's all you have to do-just wish hard enough. Who is to say it isn't possible? I mean, we lose so much of that innocent pureness as we become exposed to the harsh realities life has to offer. When we start to grow up, people tell us thoughts like this are impossible. Enough times of these words being repeated, and we start to believe them ourselves. If we escaped being exposed to this kind of mindset, what would happen? I'm breaking out of the mold, I think it's worth a try.
"You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one." ---Imagine---John Lennon
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