after staying in the park for a while I walked around and grabbed some ice cream. I remember when me and my dad used to buy a tub of ice cream and take it home, pop in a super hero movie and we would eat the whole thing together in one sitting, I smile at the memory but the thought of him being gone brings tears as I walk back home knowing I will never experience his love again, and I won't experience that type of love in my home either. it takes a while to walk back cause I'm kinda tired so I walk a bit slower. I got a text from a number I've never seen before.
it read
" hey brittany, it's Paula From school, idk If u know me, but I've seen u in school and u always look sad, I've been kinda down tko and need a friend, if u ever need anyone, I'm here for you :)"
as I read the text I start to smile. someone cares. someone actually cares. I think I know who Paula is... she always tries to say hi in the hallways but I ignore her... I guess I shut people out. I feel bad now. and i respond
"hi. I wanted you go realize you just made my day. and I'm sorry for ignoring you, I guess I've been in my own little world lately. see you Monday :)"
I feel kind if loved ... I haven't felt like this ever since before my dad died 5 years ago. I'm glad to have this feeling back.
