August 4, 2012

I can’t trade my dreams for yours….


I’m not being the perfect child. I’m sorry that I can’t trade my dreams for yours. But I don’t regret it.


I’m sorry for disappointing you.


But I don’t regret it.


The only thing I regret is letting you believe that I’d give myself up.


Submitted by: A daughter

posted to Family,Yourself

1 comment

  • At 12:26 am on August 5, 2012, A friend commented:

    Brilliant of you to honor yourself and your dreams, to choose you (because if you don’t, who will?). Hopefully your mother will evolve as much as you seem to be doing.

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