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Welcome home, Jesse.Category: (general)
Thursday, 15 December 2011
07:04:31 AM (GMT)
This is a safe place.
A place where no one will judge you.
No one will hit you.
No one will lie to you, yet call you a liar.
No one will search through your belongings and accuse you of things they know nothing
No one will yell at you, and leave you at home because you aren't dressed nicely
No one will verbally, mentally or physically abuse you.
You will never be alone.
You will go to bed next to me, and wake up just the same.
I will do absolutely anything for you.
My family loves you.
I guess we can call them your family too, now.
The old one, the "biological one", has absolutely no involvement in your life any
No controlling what you do, say, or think.
No forcing you to live a lie.
No two-faced way of acting, where they seem so pleasant, yet make your life hell.
No stealing from you, then somehow turning the blame back around on you.
No watching their daughter get married.
No grandchildren, great grandchildren.
No seeing their daughter graduate from college and get the career she wants.
No visiting our farm, or seeing any of the horses we work so hard to take care of.
Essentially, no more daughter. 
Just pictures, a notebook, and an empty room.
Forever solemn reminders of the parents they could have been.
In a way, I feel bad for them.
Ah, scratch that.
I just feel sad about the whole situation.
They have had every opportunity in the world to change how they act.
Stealing from you and accusing us of using drugs, then turning around and trying to
get my family involved was the last straw.
They have missed their chance.
Maybe someday they will change and there can be some resemblance of a relationship,
but they have proven time and time again that they will eventually revert back to
their hypocritical ways.
Either way, you will always have a family.
And they will love you like their own.
You will always have a place to live, food to eat, a bed to sleep in.
We may not always have money.
We may not always be able to do the things we want to do, 
but at the end of the day, you can wrap your arms around me and we can just try to
grasp how surreal it is to have each other.
And I will be perfectly happy.
Welcome home, firefly.
I hope you love it here 
Last edited: 15 December 2011

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