Broken hearted Girl

Chapter Twenty -One

I was told by the girls that the boys went ahead of us to get groceries and such for the house we were renting for the weekend so it was just us in the private jet their friend own.

All the kids were with us and to say they were happy would be an understatement... maybe over joy, elated, ecstatic but just simple happy?... naw!

I was look out the window enjoying the beautiful scenery and i couldn't help but think how different our lives had really turned out.

I was truly happy for them, but who would've really thought that out of everyone I would be the one who was a working / studying single mom.

Did it hurt?... like a motherfucker.

I looked at my son who were playing with the other kids, he looked so happy playing with them, I always loved to hear him laugh, it just fills my heart with joy whenever he does.

And God knows he deserves to be happy, it wasn't easy for him getting attached to men he hoped would be permanent who ended up being temporary. I always feel like I failed him whenever another love died, I just pray one day I will finally get it right and he will get the family he deserves.

He is my reason for every good i do and every time I wake up, my OK only desire is to keep that smile right there and let him remain the way he is - the happy go lucky child.

I was on my way to England.... i couldn't help but think of him. Would i see him this weekend? Apart of me thinks this is a setup but the girls assured me they really are here for a friend wedding and thats their purpose for the visit .

Not that i was hiding from him, i'm just not ready to open old wounds you know.

As we touched down to land there was a heaviness in my heart, i don't know if its because he was here or what but something told me that this weekend was gonna be a life changer and all I can pray is that it will benefit me positively.... one way or another.