Dawsey| Above the clouds

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-Gabby's pov-

Being alone is boring, yes it is, but it does bring a lot of good things with it as well. When you're alone you get time to think about all your up and downs, life in general but also random stuff that pops up. But we all need to be alert, these ideas we get when we're bored are often very crazy and shouldn't be done at all.

But my idea is good, no matter what everyone else is going to think about it. It's good, I promise.

The idea started off as something I just felt I wanted to do but never actually was going to do because, me, how could the normal average me be capable of such a thing?

But the idea grew and after being left alone on my first day back on work, I decided that this was a good idea after all and little normal average me can actually do this; everyone can do anything they dream of.

My grandma always told me, if you can dream it, you can do it. It may sound very cheesy but those words are actually true. As long as your dream isn't to swim in lava or similar, don't try that at home kids.

Yes folks, I'm writing a book. What am I going to call it? I don't know. What is it going to be about? I'm working on that part right now.

Lets say it's a work in progress.

Seriously though. I might want to write about my life, how it is to be a female firefighter and talk about the way to success. Because what even is success? My initial definition of success was having a flashy job, have a good economy and live an almost spotless life; when success actually is as easy as achieving small goals such as being happy.

But all that are just thoughts, still I haven't decided what to write about. But I can tell for sure that I will write a book and it will be a damn good one.

But right now I need to put those thoughts on hold because Zoë has woken up in her carrier car seat.

She's not screaming or crying as she normally do when she wakes up, this time she's completely silent and I think I might see a tiny little glimpse of happiness in her face.

I pick her up from the carrier seat and hold her in my arms. Looking at her gives me watery eyes, she's so beautiful and just the thought of her being my daughter makes me extremely happy.

I look at her eyes, Herrmann were right, she really does have my eyes. I know that for sure because I have my fathers eyes and I can definitely see my father in Zoë. I wish my father could be here to see her, he would be proud, he is proud.

Almost all parents are proud of their children, that's normal and it's hard to compete between who's the proudest parent. But I have to admit, right now I'm the proudest parent in the entire world.

"You are beautiful, you are smart, you are important; never forget that" I say to her.