Honestly,
I love that I chose adoption.
Honestly,
I love Gavin's mom/family like she/they truly is/are my blood-related family.
Honestly,
I love that I've had the second chance at life.
Honestly,
Sometimes I miss Gavin so much I become depressed. Sometimes I miss what "could have" been, and it makes me jealous of all those single/non-single moms out there. SOMETIMES I question if I made the right decision. Now, THAT is being honest.
I know I did make the right decision, but I do have those moments...
I think it's only normal. I hope it's only normal, aw heck even if it isn't i don't care because it's how I feel...
Many times even when we make the right decision in life, the lingering of the what ifs still haunt us from time to time. It's what we do during those what ifs that make us comfortable/content with our decision, and our lives. I don't negatively dwell on those what ifs, I remind myself he is happy and has a great life, and HONESTLY... so do I.
That is how i get by.
How do you?
goodnight.
Joniece
