where dreams come true
concurrently, a career in the airlines came along; too good that i felt this ride will thrill me forever so i had better just stick to it for as long as i can.
however, fate has its way of getting in the way; thus a trip down the aisle took place. my date with the stork came 2 yrs after.
right there and then, i said "life couldn’t be better than this!" i spoke too soon; for life just keeps getting better..
kyle never ceases to amaze me. she plans like a modern day pixie. these were her words to daddy recently :
“i’ll set up a gift shop soon. i’ll call it WHERE DREAMS COME TRUE. it’s my store.”.
perfect name, i thought. the proud owner knows well what she can offer.
she’s too young for marketing plans, so the store may open 2 decades from now yet. unbeknownst to her, this early she already ‘sold’ at least one item–
joy.from dawn to dusk and dawn again, i get my supply from her in bundles (in between, we haggle?!)
having a kid (and i mean specifically this one!) isn’t a fly-me-to-the-moon experience. ay, far from it, actually..
imagine 7 months confinement in bed while heavy with her; and now, fighting, crying with this girl is an almost daily routine like you wouldn’t believe it!
but then again, the hugs and kisses she gives later on are so precious, that it's worth going through the fighting/crying preliminary exercise (no problem, kyle; keep it comin'!).
my job in the the airlines? that's "economy class". this motherhood is the best ride i've taken.
i’m lovin it to the max.
as life goes on.
