It’s like a kid in the candy store type of thing. ?You can have candy, you just have to wait 2 days (which feels like 2 years in kid time). Finally the 2 days have slowly gone by & you’re driving to the candy store, butterflies in your tummy, enthusiasm pouring from your fingertips, only to have your mom turn around as soon as you get to the shop. ?That disappointment you feel in the pit of your stomach- is the same feeling that has pitched a tent in mine. ?That feeling of hopefulness, that maybe your mom will change her mind- is the same feeling that makes my heart hurt & eyes burn.?Because just like the kid was promised candy, ?I was promised forever.