Home is where? Pt.1

I remember when you were born. I never knew I could love something so much, I used to hear a lot of people when I was growing up talking about having kids of their own, and a theme that I heard more than I would have liked is that they were too selfish to have them. For a long time I believed the same of myself until I saw you. Watching you grow up has been nothing short of a blessing and it came at me so fast it was like trying to run in a dream. No matter how fast I moved it was never enough, and now here we are. You want to leave me, and I’m not super sentimental and I understand, to be what you believe you need to be, you have to move on. Or so you think, but do you really have too? This is your home, everything that makes you, you. Your first friend, your first kiss, your first love. It is something you will never have again that will affect the way that you operate for the rest of your life. But you want to leave? I know what you think, I know what matters to you, how I’ve watched you obsess over the numerous movies where the childhood loves come to fruition later in life, or friends that were with you since before you could tie your shoes are the people that are prevalent in your everyday life. You will miss it, do you really want to start all over somewhere else, where if you’re short a dollar or two the cashier wouldn’t let it slide because they know you come from a good, honest stock, because your name carries weight due to all of the life you have lived in this place. The connections that you have made and will continue to make are unmatched, and I know that leaving will only reinforce that notion. Can you picture it? Having a family I mean, like when you finally confess your love to the girl next door you have been in love with your entire life. Or the girl in highschool that you pined after but wouldnt know your face if it was tattooed to the inside of her eyelids. For the moment that she actually sees all that you are, and all of the moments that led up to it, it will put you at a loss for words. I know it will because I know you. Of course wherever you are your mother and I will do our best to be there, for the moment that you hold the child that you coveted for so long god forbid it’s a surprise birth and I’m thousands of miles away. I want that just as much as I know that you do. To be a part of yours and your child’s life, to know that if you ever need anything I’m a car ride away. It’s important to me and I promise that it will be to you if you stay. From the moment that I first held you I’ve been completely in love with you. I always will be, but your home is everything that you are and will contribute to everything that you become, if you let it. So please before you go, consider, your na- our name, consider that girl next door that is just waiting to be with you so that you will both be able to witness the next coming of life,love and happiness that happens for your children, who are living in the legacy you’ve left in our town. Please think about everything you’re giving up if you leave, because I have a strong feeling that if you do, you will decide to stay.