Someone who has been by my side my entire life.
Always picked up the phone when I called in tears
or comforted me when I fell down and scraped my knee.
Someone who raised me as her own.
From the time I was three to the time I was eight,
she was my second mother, my best friend, she was, and continues to be, family.
Someone who has guided me through the stages of growing up.
From daily naps to playtime to exploring such a small paradise that seems like a never ending jungle of mystery to discovering the joys of being alive, she taught me simple fundamentals to happiness.
Someone who has read me the poems of the world.
She read me the first pages of unlimited curiosity, encouraging creativity,
always supporting me through the simplistic decisions of a six year old's life.
Someone who has whispered happiness into my soul.
Allowed the sweet substance to fill my insides to the rim and make me overflow with the extraordinary feeling of pure bliss.
Someone who has brought a smile to my face in the depths of uncertainty.
Billie Ellis is the name,
one that will remain tucked in my heart,
never forgotten and always loved, no matter how time decides our fate.
