I feel like a jerk

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Love is like an airplane

You jump and then you pray

Those word were rings in my head over and over again while I was thinking about the offer Gerard made to me...to us.

To our family.

And I had no clue what to say. I just told him I would think about it.

He of course said okay smiled and kissed my cheek and went to go get his outfit for tonight ready.

I feel like a jerk for saying "could I have some time to think about it?"

But it was true I didn't know what to say or decide on.

I just wanted to make sure I was doing the right thing.

So of course I went to the two people in my world whose opinion I value.

"Hey there how are you two feeling?"

"Moma we don't feel well."

"Yeah mama could you stay here and lay down with us?"

"of course"

I squeezed into the bunk with my babies

I love them more than my own life

"Hey can I ask you guys something?"

"Sure mama whats up?"

"Well your daddy asked me something today that effects both you, me and your uncle Matt and I wanted to know how you guys felt about.."

"About what moma?"

"About all of us moving in with your daddy?"

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