The only person who consistently asks me if ok is my mom, mother, momdukes ama aka kristy. I feel we are both broken but for some reason we have an ability to mend wounds for the other given its only temporary. I miss her so much I just want to go home and lay my head in her lap and fall asleep to her playing w my hair. When I am home nothing matters, my problems do not exist. There are no bills, no work schedules, no broken hearts or shattered spirits. Just love and acceptance. It doesn’t matter that I’ve been on my own for 9years, that is still home for me. I need to make a trip there. At least I will have my kid sister w me next weekend. She is the light in eyes.